4 (french) Werber, Bernard

More journal confident, more friends, no girlfriend no atom
hooked with my family, life seemed good
bland. Raoul did not write. I was really alone on this planet.
Fortunately, I had books. Raoul had not not mistaken in
saying that the books, they were friends who will never
betray. The books were familiar with ancient mythologies.
They were not afraid to talk about death or love.
But every time my eyes were reading the word “death” I
thought of Raoul. I knew that the death of his father this
obsession caused him. He wanted to know what could
have told him before dying. My own father had said
everything in life: “Do not be silly,” “Stand Right, that’s your
mother, ”” Beware of those who claim you want good, ””
Take example of Conrad, ”” You do not can not eat
properly? Towels are not made for dogs, ”” Keep it up and
you will take thee, ”” Give me my box of cigars, ”” Put not
your fingers in the nose, ”” Do not cure teeth with metro
tickets, ”” Cache your money well, ”” What you got to read a
book yet? You better help your mother clear the table. ” The
great spiritual heritage. Thank you, Dad.
Raoul was still wrong to simply focus on death. Death need
not be rocket scientist to understand: it was just the end of
life. End of story. As a film that stops when you turned off