Jorge Bucay

Let Me Tell You a Story

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Let Me Tell You a Story is a tender and delicate book about the search for happiness. It has sold over two million copies worldwide. Demián is a high-strung young man, curious about the world and himself, but has difficulty facing some of life’s everyday problems concerning work, his love life, and relationships with friends and family. He is eager to know more about himself and to learn how to confront life with gusto and serenity. In short, he wants what all of us want: to be happy and fulfilled.
Demián finds Jorge, an unconventional psychoanalyst who approaches Demián’s dilemma in an unconventional way. Every day, Jorge tells Demián a story. At times they are classic fables, others modern stories, or folk tales, stories that have been revisited and reshaped by the analyst to help his young friend overcome his doubts and find happiness. They are stories that can help every one of us better understand ourselves, our relationships, and our fears.
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192 trykte sider
Oprindeligt udgivet
2013
Udgivelsesår
2013
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Lisa Dillman
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  • Jasna Tanevskahar citeretfor 5 år siden
    Once upon a time there was a woodcutter who turned up one day looking for work at a lumberyard. The salary was good and the conditions were even better, so the woodcutter had every intention of making a good impression.

    The first day, he introduced himself to the foreman, who gave him an axe and assigned him to a certain part of the forest.

    Excited, the man went out into the forest to chop.

    And he cut down eighteen trees in a single day.

    “Congratulations,” the foreman said to him. “Keep it up.”

    Encouraged by the foreman’s words, the woodcutter decided to do even better the following day. So that night he went to bed very early.

    The following morning, he rose before anyone else and went out to the forest. But despite his best effort, he couldn’t manage to cut down more than fifteen trees. “I must be tired,” he thought. And decided to go to bed when the sun went down.

    At daybreak he rose, determined to beat his record of eighteen trees. Nevertheless, that day he didn’t even manage to cut down half that number.

    The day after that he cut down only seven, then five, and on the last day he spent all afternoon trying to chop down his second tree of the day.

    Anxious about what the foreman might say, the woodcutter went to inform him of what was happening, and to swear up and down that he was working himself to the bone.

    The foreman asked, “When was the last time you sharpened your axe?”

    “Sharpened it?” asked the woodcutter. “I haven’t had time to sharpen it: I’ve been too busy chopping down trees.”
  • Jasna Tanevskahar citeretfor 5 år siden
    ‘Mezquino’—‘stingy’—must refer to one who is lacking, or thinks he’s lacking, what he needs most. Someone who needs something he doesn’t have in order to stop being diminutive; someone who refuses to give because he wants everything for himself; he’s the poor miserable wretch who can’t see anything beyond his own desires
  • Jasna Tanevskahar citeretfor 5 år siden
    The memory of the powerlessness he felt when he was just a little baby is still etched in his mind.

    And the worst thing is that he has never really questioned that memory.

    He never, ever again tried to test his strength . . .
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