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“I think back to the day I stood before my wife's grave for the final time, and turned away from it without regret, because I knew that what she was was not contained in that hole in the ground. I entered a new life and found her again, in a woman who was entirely her own person. When this life is done, I'll turn away from it without regret as well, because I know she waits for me, in another, different life.”

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Book:Old Man's War
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Old Man's War

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John Scalzi
John Scalzi

John Scalzi, born on May 10, 1969, is a renowned science fiction author from the United States. His works are known for their humor, wit, and profound insights, which have won him a wide audience. His most notable series include the Old Man's War series and the Redshirts series. more

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