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“- El hombre que sabe hacerla reír sabe hacerla vivir, pues no hay sentimiento más hermoso- le dijo Sol una mañana. - ¿Y eso por qué? - contestó ella divertida. - Porque la risa tiene más fuerza que todo lo demás, más incluso que el amor y las pasiones. La risa es una forma de perfección inalterable. Nunca te arrepientes, se vive siempre con plenitud. Cuando acaba siempre te quedas satisfecho y te apetece más, pero no la pides. Incluso el recuerdo de la risa es siempre agradable.”

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Book:El enigma de la habitación 622
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