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"Sometimes in life, the shadows of your eyelashes are the last place left where you can seek refuge. Everyone does evil to you. Still, how beautiful the forest, the trees, the water, the birds, and the sky were. If you were to ask me, “What do you think is the most beautiful part of life?”, I’d answer, “All of it.” I’m hopeful about happiness. A doe being hunted wishes to escape from the hunter, to right its wounded body and run away til the very end. And it does so, no matter how deep or mortal its wounds. It gets up from the ground where it lies, shot. And when it realizes that it is going to die, you are amazed by the strength of its resistance, the resistance of an animal that sheds tears, in the face of death. In this life of mine, there’s no place left for me to live, not even in the shadow of my eyelashes. I thought these thoughts, and then I went and did that awful thing. I killed my mother.” Novel, 160 pages