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1 " I didn't understand: you don't believe what you believe on purpose. Could you be punished because certain ideas come into your mind? "
― Simone de Beauvoir , Inseparable
2 " People say you have to have faith because believing is irrational. So I end up thinking that the more irrational things seem, the more likely they are to be true. "
3 " For Zaza If there are tears in my eyes tonight, is it because you are no longer alive, or because I am? I should dedicate this story to you, but I know that you no longer exist anywhere, and my writing to you like this is pure literary artifice. In any case, this isn’t really your story, only one inspired by us. You were not Andrée; nor was I Sylvie, who speaks in my name. "
4 " Una noche tendida en un prado húmedo, de cara a la luna, me dije: « ¡Son pecados!», y sin embargo, estaba firmemente dispuesta a seguir comiendo, leyendo, hablando y soñando como me viniera en gana. « ¡No creo en Dios!», me dije ¿Cómo creer en Dios y escoger deliberadamente la desobediencia? Por un momento, esa obviedad me dejó atónita: no creía. Ni papá ni los escritores a quienes yo admiraba creían, y, seguramente el mundo no se explica sin Dios, pero Dios no explica gran cosa; de todas formas, no se entendía nada. "
5 " walked a lot that summer. I walked through the chestnut groves, stinging my fingers; I picked bunches of honeysuckle and spindle, tasted the blackberries, arbutus berries, dogwood leaves, the tart berries of the barberry shrubs; I breathed in the heavy scent of the buckwheat in flower, lay on the ground to catch a whiff of the strange scent of the heather. Then I would sit in the wide meadow, at the foot of the silver poplar trees, and open a novel by James Fenimore Cooper. When the wind blew, the poplars would whisper. The wind enthralled me. I felt that from one end of the earth to the other, the trees spoke to each other and spoke to God; it sounded like both music and a prayer were piercing my heart before rising to the heavens. "
