People still have existential anxiety. It just may not be expressed in Hebraic idiom.
No matter what the shrinks, or the pundits, or the self-help books tell you, when it comes to love, it's luck.
My parents stayed together for forty years. But that was out of spite.
Is there a separation between body and mind, and if so which is it better to have?
Why not? Life is short, life is dull, life is full of pain - and this is a chance for something special.
When I was kidnapped, my parents snapped into action. They rented out my room.