One more...

Since this may somehow have some relevance in the near future...


The trouble with [the] story is that it is written in terms of analysis of laws of dissolution fo the relationship between Paul and Ella. I don't see any other way to write it. As soon as one has lived through something, it falls into a pattern. and the pattern of an affair, even one that has lasted five years [...] is seen in terms of what ends it. This is why all this is untrue. Because while living through something one doesn't think like that at all.

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Literature is analysis after the event.

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To show a woman loving a man one should show her cooking a meal for him or opening a bottle of wine for the meal, while she waits for his ring at the door. Or waking in the morning before he does to see his face change from the calm of sleep into a smile of welcome. Yes. To be repeated a thousand times. But that isn't literature. Probably better as a film. Yes, the physical quality of life, that's living, and not hte analysis afterwards, or the moments of discrod or premonition. A shot in a fim: Ella slowly peeling an orange, handing Paul yellow segments of the fruit, which he takes, one after another, thoughtfully, frowning: he is thinking of something else.