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Because the heart beats under a covering of hair, of fur, feathers, or wings, it is, for that reason, to be of no account?
Jean Paul
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Jean Paul
Age: 62 †
Born: 1763
Born: March 21
Died: 1825
Died: November 14
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Johann Paul Friedrich Richter
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Zhen Polʹ Friderik Rikhter
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