A review by sangeethat
Mourning Diary by Roland Barthes

4.0

This is one of those books that cannot be read at any emotional place. When you're happy and you read this, you think 'what an emotionally overwrought pansy of a Frenchman u are.' But to read it when ur sad, is to have Barthes verbalize your despair for you. He wrote this about the death of his mother but it could very well be about the loss of a lover, a child, anyone to whom there has been an absolute, desperate attachment. It is a stream of consciousness at times, repetitive at times, which is echoing truthfully what grief is.