In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those people who decide to die? No one can judge. Each person knows the extent of their own suffering or the total absence of meaning in their lives.
page 14
"It's cold, but a lovely morning all the same."said Zedka. "Oddly enough I never used to suffer from depression on cold, grey days like this. I felt as if nature was in harmony with me, that it reflected my soul. On the other hand when the sun appeared, the children would come out to play in the streets, and everyone was happy that it was such a lovely day, and then I would feel terrible, as if that display of exuberance in which I could not participate was somehow unfair."
page 38
She didn't get angry with anyone, because that would mean having no react, having to do battle with the enemy and then having to face unforeseen consequences, such as vengeance. When she had achieved almost everything she wanted in life, she had reached the conclusion that her existence had no meaning, because everyday was the same. And she had decided to die.
page 44
She was in a mental hospital, and so, she could allow herself to feel things that people usually hide. We're all brought up only to love, to accept, to look for ways around things, to avoid conflict. Veronika hated everything, but mainly she hated the way she had lived her life, never bothering to discover the hundreds of other Veronikas who lived inside her and who were interesting, crazy, curious, brave, bold.
page 68
"but what is reality?" "It's whatever the majority deems it to be. It's not necessarily the best or the most logical, but it's the one that supports the desires of society as a whole"
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Veronika Decides to Die
Paulo Coelho
to be continued ...
یعنی اگه دستم به این ورونیکا برسه، خرخرشو می جوم