← You despise me, don't you? 🔊✎
← First of all, what do you remember about your brothers? Two playmates who no doubt despised you, who broke your dolls, always whispering secrets together to make you mad? 🔊✎
← You'll learn, you as well, too late, life is a book you love, it's a child playing at your feet, it's a tool that sits comfortably in your hand, it's a bench in front of your house where you rest in the evening. You'll despise me again, but discovering that, you'll see, is the silver lining of getting old; life is perhaps all the same just happiness. 🔊✎