I like being less ambiguous but deeper than my parent, .
No, and I’m a bit uneasy about that sort of stuff anyway, because it seems a rather intrusive way of handling someone’s work, even if that person has been dead for hundreds of years. Psychoanalytic reading of the characters in a work is fine, but not the author, not unless they’re on the couch by choice, so to speak. (In my opinion.)
Your previous post on this has piqued my interest. Is the book you reviewed a good place to start?
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