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When his son died, Emerson looked hard at grief. He later recalled it as a shallow emotion, depthless and unreal. No stoic lives far from the fact that we are born to die.

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This entry was posted in men's counselling and tagged birth, Buddhism, death, Emerson, emotion, Epictetus, grief, Keith Ashford, loss, love, stoicism, temporariness, transcendent, Wisdom on June 5, 2018 by Men's Work.

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