Is not time that is ticking, its our own lives, now that you know, pay attention to what matters

All of his strength and blood and breath were entering the earth now. His brain and spirit became part of the earth. He rose. He floated above, weightless, watching his human self labor and writhe. He gave himself to it willingly, traded himself for all that he loved and valued, and felt free.

El hombre de negro huía a través del desierto, y el pistolero iba en pos de él.

if you can learn a simple trick, you'll get along a lot better with all kind of folks.

Written By Harper Lee

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