4 (french) Werber, Bernard

with my miserable mother, I could enter into competition
with my pathetic brother. For all that, many thanks.
The real justice, it is perhaps this: being able to say thank
you to those who have done good and not lick the hand of
those who have harmed. Sounds simple as that, but often
we find ourselves silly to do the opposite and we do not
even know why.
I embraced like never before I had them kissed, and told
me that, whatever the circumstances, I would never to
speak up there with my real parents, who had abandoned
me as a pile rags. I did not know why (probably very good)
who had pushed, I did not even see their faces. If they had
abandoned me, I just gave up. As for those who had
passed, I passed.
I had only one real home: my heavy mother and the idiot
Conrad. The truth of Raoul had allowed me to understand a
truth even more valuable.
You do not choose necessarily friends, but … can still
choose her family!
224 - Christian mythology
“But if we preach that Christ rose from the dead, how can
some of you they say that there no resurrection of the
dead? If there is no vision, of the dead, not even Christ has
been raised. But if the Christ is not risen, then our