I do not understand why the "right thing" is always one that leaves me unhappy ... "Doing the right thing pays off in the end." But what is this the end? And above all Dov 'is my reward?
I repeat in my head the exact reasons that justify the choice I made, and they are all conclusive, all and noble, not a small thing, they will all be very useful to save me from announced pain I see clearly the bottom of this road. Too bad I have prevented even the little happiness that I was touching ...
Yes, I have decided out of respect for myself, for consistency with the things I believe to spare the pain useless (again ...), but the regret is ... something inside my stomach and makes me squirm stings. And then the
awareness that to do the "right thing" we are not a crowd, but to make choices without think the consequences are many, and the question arises, are so unhappy that they do not care for all and especially the consequences of their actions ? Why sometimes watching them I do not think that they are ...
The cold voice said, looking Hervé Joncour eyes, and not miss the slightest expression.
back, or die.
Hervé Joncour he put the package into his inside jacket pocket.
- Thank you.
bowed, then turned and went towards the door and was about to put some bills on the table.
- Forget.
Hervé Joncour hesitated a moment.
- I'm not talking money. I'm talking about that woman. Forget it. not die and you know it.
A. Baricco, Silk
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