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Kristina Budelis excerpts the handwritten notes of Roland Barthes, on the death of his mother:

Struck by the abstract nature of absence; yet it’s so painful, lacerating. Which allows me to understand abstraction somewhat better: it is absence and pain, the pain of absenceperhaps therefore love?

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