Each man is master of his own death and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain. — Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
Each man is master of his own death and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain. — Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
Each man is master of his own death and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain. — Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
Each man is master of his own death and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain. — Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
Each man is master of his own death and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain. — Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
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Each man is master of his own death and all that we can do when the time comes is to help him die without fear of pain.

— Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
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