From the movie Listen to me: Karine, 53
In Armenia, I saw people with the same faces, the same thoughts. As if people were either really alike or found it convenient to be so in society. Then I saw that there were people who were not striving for it. I met them and just fell in love with one of those people.
I understood that she was the first love of my life. Up to that point, some things had happened. Those, compared to the feelings I had felt for the girl, were a hill on the one hand and Mt. Everest on the other.
I understood … why not, if that was love and real love, what did it matter whom I loved? It is important to love, not to hate.