Inseparable

by Simone de Beauvoir

My parents talked to me and I talked to them, but we never chatted together; with Andrée, I had real conversations,

“Do you think that animals have a soul?” Andrée asked. “I don’t know.” “If they don’t, that’s just too unfair! They’re just as unhappy as people are. And they don’t understand why,” Andrée added. “It’s worse when you don’t understand.”

“Bernard was the only one in the world who loved me for myself, just as I was, and because I was who I am,” she said passionately.