Anna Gavalda. I loved her. I loved him (№ 37566)

What courage one must possess to one morning, look at yourself in the mirror and ask yourself: "do I Have the right to make a mistake?" Enunciate every word... What courage one must possess to look life in the face and not to see in it nothing is stable, nothing is harmonious. And things break down, expand - out of pure selfishness? Of course not, though... So what's the deal? The survival instinct? Vision? The fear of death?
The courage to be honest with yourself. For once in your life. To resist yourself. Just imagine. One - "Right to fail" - a simple expression, just a few words, but those who will tell you, if you even have one? Who, other than yourself?