Book: Before I go to sleep

You need to start to get out of life what you want, because today you're all right, and tomorrow...

The need to open up, to trust something important to a stranger, because he obviously can't take sides. Gradual "introduction" to a faithful companion, it will lead to anything?..

There are memories that I don't want to do. Those that don't want to go.

I may not have lost its memory, but not the mind.

It turns out that it is possible to live, having in mind two opposing points of view, balancing them.

You know what I think? Everything just became obsessed with sex. Well, dogs too the fuck, right? A lot of noise, and only. Whatever you call it, essentially it does not change.

We're constantly changing facts, rewriting history to make their lives easier, to fit them into our own version of events.

Not knowing the whole truth, I live like half.

...facts, the only thing I have. This is my past. They make me alive. Without them I am nothing. Just the body.

What are we if not an accumulation of memories?

For me there is no tomorrow. As there is no yesterday.

Old age gets to everyone. Although in different guises.

I suddenly remembered my mother telling me about the biological clock, as if talking to a ticking time bomb.
Don't waste your time, go after what you want in life, she said. - From time to time everything will be fine, and then suddenly...
I knew: Bang! All my ambitions will evaporate, and my mind is one single desire: to have children.

...you know, to fuck someone else's husband is one thing, but to get into someone else's shoes for anything in the world.