In noaptea aceea, Colt Alb strapunse tacerea cu un urlet prelung. Isi atinti botul spre stelele reci, impartasindu-le durerea lui.

But to you who are listening I say: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you…. Do to others as you would have them do to you. If you love those who love you, what credit is that to you? Even sinners love those who love them.

Human beings *do* metamorphose. They change their identity constantly. However, each new identity thrives on the delusion that it was always in possession of the body it has just conquered.

Written By Orson Scott Card

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