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“Ich ziele nicht mit der Hand; wer mit der Hand zielt, hat das Gesicht seines Vaters vergessen. Ich ziele mit dem Auge. Ich schieße nicht mit der Hand; wer mit der Hand schießt, hat das Gesicht seines Vaters vergessen. Ich schieße mit dem Verstand. Ich töte nicht mit meiner Waffe; wer mit seiner Waffe tötet, hat das Gesicht seines Vaters vergessen. Ich töte mit dem Herzen.”

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Stephen King
Stephen King

Stephen King, born on September 21, 1947, is a renowned American author. His works primarily focus on horror, fantasy, and science fiction, and have won him a wide audience. King has received numerous literary awards in the United States, including the Edgar Allan Poe Award and the World Fantasy Award. more

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