“He decided not to take that train. Life is full of passing trains, paths that branch, doors that open and close, life is full of unsecured decisions and risks. It’s true, he will never be able to get on that train, but he did not regret his choice, he knew there was another path that could take him to the same place. Sometimes we have to realize that there are more ways than one to get where we want to be.”

“For many years I had been trying to leave and I never felt strong enough to unlock the code. That day I had no choice but to use the numerical combination to pop the “click click” of my suitcase. I was terrified to put too many things inside and that the duration of the trip would increase. Finally, I decided to close the suitcase, leave with the clothes I was wearing and a handbag. I was convinced that my trip would be short.”

“He had always disliked curved lines, arches, round edges and circles. When he cut slices of bread, He did it vertically. When he crossed the street, he never went diagonally. And, when he combed his hair, he marked the line in the middle exaggeratedly straight.
He decided to study architecture so he could draw as many straight lines as he wanted. On his third year of college, he fell in love with Olivia Lecurve. Olivia lived in the only circular building of the city and had a dog named Dot.”

“He had never worn shoes. He needed to feel the earth sink beneath his feet as he walked. One morning, after several miles, he propped his foot on the ground, and nothing sank. It made him feel so anguished that he has always been in shoes since. He doesn’t know why but the earth is no longer brown and it no longer tickles his feet. Now it’s dark gray and has a rather unpleasant rough texture.”