Here is a small snippet of an author I love. Those who say that novels are a waste of time ... I'm sad for you.
To my friends, thank you for being there at all times. At
Elise, I think we often had the chance to transcend the love that is described here ... It's to our credit.
For references to departure, the guy goes to war, do you not worry about me (maman!).
"My friends, I write this little note to say I love you, I'm going with the pride you have known the pride of having been chosen and enjoyed by you and your friendship was not Perhaps the most beautiful work of my life. It's strange friendship. While in love, we talk about love between true friends are not talking about friendship. "Friendship is the fact without naming or comment. It's strong and silent. It's modest. It's manly. This is the romanticism of men. It must be much deeper and stronger than the love that does not disperse in foolishly words, statements, poems, letters. It must be much more satisfactory than because it does not merge with pleasure and itchy skin. dying, this is great silent mystery that I dream and I salute him.
My friends, I've seen unshaven, dirty, bad mood, now scratching, farting, belching, diarrhea shitting infinite, and yet I never stopped loving you. I would have probably wanted a woman to impose on me all these miseries, I would have left her, verbally abused, repudiated. You do not. On the contrary. Every time I saw you more vulnerable, I loved you more. It is unfair is not it? Man and woman love each other as much as two friends ever since their relationship is corrupted by the seduction. They play a role. Worse, they are each seeking the best part. Theater. Comedy. Lie. There is no security in love, because everyone thinks he is hiding, he can be loved as he is. Appearance. False front. A great love is a lie managed and constantly renewed. A friendship was a truth that is needed. Friendship is naked, love painted.
My friends, I love you so as you are. "
Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt The share of other
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