Do you know what happens to children when they grow up? No, you don’t, because nobody knows. They might grow up to become actors, move to America. Or they might work in supermarkets. Or teach in schools. They might become sportsmen or bus conductors or racing car drivers. They might do almost anything. But with you we do know. None of you will go to America. None of you will work in supermarkets. None of you will do anything except live the life that has already been set out for you. You will become adults, but only briefly. Before you are old, before you are even middle age, you will start to donate your vital organs. That’s what you were created to do. And sometime around your third or fourth donation, your short life will be complete. You have to know who you are and what you are. It’s the only way you’ll lead decent lives.
“But here was a curious thing. The more I tried to give up thinking of her, the more I said to myself, ‘She’s nothing to you’, the harder I tried to pluck the idea of her out of my heart, the more she stayed there.”