I think I know what C.S. Lewis meant by joy, sensucht: the intense longing-beyond-longing, better than any fulfillment, not so much an emotional experience as the Platonic form of which our emotional experiences are mere shadows. Or perhaps I don’t—perhaps I only know the thing that corresponds to the place in the structure of my personality where that …
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