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“Qué le costaba a él perdonar, cuando era tan fácil decir una palabra o dos, o cien palabras si éstas fueran necesarias para salvar el alma. ¿Qué sabia él del Cielo y del Infierno? Y sin embargo, él, perdido en un pueblo sin nombre, sabía los que habían merecido el Cielo.”

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Book:Pedro Páramo
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Pedro Páramo

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Juan Rulfo
Juan Rulfo

Juan Rulfo was a Mexican writer known for his concise and profound literary style. His works, often set in the Mexican countryside, delve into the complexities of human nature, society, and culture. more

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