Even Technology touch the sky...
It can not reach towards a magical power called as
"God"

El cielo o el infierno están en nuestra cabeza, no en las cosas materiales que poseemos.

Hatsumomo's lovely smille grew... until her lips were as rich and full as drops of blood beading at the edge of a wound

The next day Mrs Honeyfoot told her husband that John Segundus was exactly what a gentleman should be, but she feared he would never profit by it for it was not the fashion to be modest and quiet and kind-hearted.

Written By Susanna Clarke

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