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Wednesday, December 29, 2004


at the magnitude of suffering in south Asia.

Death is the place where no words come. Any time anybody dies, I think, words fail. The inconsolate. No consolation, no consoling.

And that's one person's death. Tens of thousands of people dying --

it's unimaginable, the breadth and depth of suffering.

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