Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was — Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
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Man cannot possess anything as long as he fears death. But to him who does not fear it, everything belongs. If there was no suffering, man would not know his limits, would not know himself.

— Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
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