The pain that nevertheless remains bears witness to ... the experience of having been able to exist for, through, with another mind. When one dreams of a happy, harmonious, utopian society, one imagines it built on love, since love exalts me at the same time as it exceeds or overtaxes me. Yet far from amounting to an understanding, passionate love can be equated less with the calm slumber of reconciled civilizations than with their delirium, disengagement and breach. A fragile crest ...