Tony got up from his desk and crouched down beside her. She was instantly aware of the smell of him, a mixture of shampoo and his own fain, animal scent.

E, no final das contas, a pergunta que acabava sempre se impondo era: como é que eu, entre todas as pessoas, poderia punir alguém pelo seu passado?

We read, I think, to repair our solitude, though pragmatically the better we read, the more solitary we become. 

Young women and young men grow up, but old women and old men just grow older and surer they've got the right on their side. Especially if they know scripture.....The devil can quote scripture. And in a pleasing voice.

Written By Stephen King

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