Sontag, "Psychoanalysis and ..."

[Paul Mackin]

On Sat, 28 Oct 2000, Mr. McChoakumchild wrote:

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> > snip 
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> Sontag might not like this but, 
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> I'm still Proust reading Oblomov
> 

And speaking of minds, bodies, dreams, Oblomov dreaming in bed, and 
Proust writing in bed:

"Sometimes, too, as Eve was created from a rib of Adam, a woman would be
born during my sleep from some misplacing of my thigh. Conceived from the
pleasure I was on the point of enjoying, she was, I imagined, who offered
me that pleasure. My body, conscious that its own warmth was permeating
hers, would strive to become one with her, and I would awake. The rest of
humanity seemed very remote in comparison with this woman whose company I
had left but a moment ago; my cheek was still warm from her kiss, my body
ached beneath the weight of hers . . . "

P. 3.

Get well soon, Terrence.

		P.