Book: Veronika decides to die. Page 2

Their friends she gave the impression of a man who everyone should be jealous, and thus waste their energy on efforts to comply with the image, which is itself created.

There are only two forbidden things - one by human law, the other divine. Never force anyone to respect, it is considered rape. And never make a connection with children, this is the worst of sins. All the rest of you are free. There is always someone who wants exactly the same as you.

Strangely, it is in these cloudy, cold days of depression I never got. In bad weather I feel that nature as if in agreement with me, that in my soul. And Vice versa - it should appear to the sun when on the streets playing the kids, when all rejoice in the wonderful day, I feel terrible. Such is the injustice around all this splendor - but it has no place in it.

After all, to live an authentic life, you must risk.

Although we never forget her first love, she always does.

- I will repeat the right and left that children, they say, the meaning of my life, but if you think, on the contrary: just my life is the meaning of life, the reason.

- What makes a man despise himself?
- Probably cowardice. Or the eternal fear of failure, fear does not justify your hopes.

A big difference between intention and action.

If God exists - what I really do not believe, He must know that there is a limit to human strength, the limit of human understanding. After all, wasn't He created this world with his hopeless confusion, with his lies, greed, poverty, alienation, injustice, loneliness. No doubt He acted from the best motives, but the results were davolno-still deplorable. So, if God exists, He must be indulgent to those of his creations who want early to leave this Earth, and maybe even ask them for forgiveness for what he's forced to walk through it.

People usually don't allow myself to love is the fact that much is at stake - the future and the past.

Whether as an overflowing fountain, and not as a reservoir containing all the same water.

I saw here in Ljubljana, as on the street there was a woman with glazed eyes, dressed in a red dress with a sweetheart neckline, and the thermometer was 5 degrees below zero. I decided that she was drunk, and wanted to help her, but she refused to take my jacket. Perhaps in her world it was summer: her heart was hot with desire someone who is waiting for her...

However, in life there are things which side they may look, always remain the same - and have value for all people. Love, for example.

If you were discharged from the asylum, it does not mean that you are cured. You just became like everyone else.