Even if that person only existed in her delirium, she had the right to live and die as she wanted, don’t you think?

ليست الحريةغياب الالتزامات, انماهي القدرة على اختيار ما هو افضل لي والزام نفسي به

Hank, this is great." "Yes." He said it simply, openly. There was no flattered pleasure in his voice, and no modesty. This, she knew, was a tribute to her, the rarest one person could pay another: the tribute of feeling free to acknowledge one's own greatness, knowing that it is understood.

She wish she knew what it was she was trying not to think about

Written By Douglas Adams

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