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I believe that the soul consists of its sufferings. For the soul that cures its own sufferings dies.

Antonio Porchia

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Antonio Porchia
Age: 81 †
Born: 1886
Born: November 25
Died: 1968
Died: November 6
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Sufferings
Consists
Cures
Dies
Suffering
Soul
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