He could still feel Julia's hand on his old, withered cheek. Her eyes looked deep into his, and she said, "All is forgiven.""So that, he realized, was dying. To forgive life. To forgive the living. No more yesterdays, no more todays, no more tomorrows. All he heard was silence. All he felt was peace.
-Bergmann
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