It was unexpected for me the simplicity and humility of a caregiver who is writing (e-shouting?) The eyes of all humanity. A woman crosses her life, and he described the horrors, aspirations, torment, insomnia and pain killers which are then her daily, still holding his job, obviously, part of himself. I thought I read a book about the "crisis" collective evil of our time. I came across a turbulent phase of life of a man. And its aspiration to some form of absolute. Including in Love. One wonders, therefore, if this book was not written for "She" ... But for daring to publish, Respect, Doctor.
