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Life knows the value of each of us and
will not check our course before time. Nobody, dear, works to his own
detriment, if he is wise. And life has saved up much wisdom. Are you
listening?"
"I am."
"And what do you understand?"
"Everything."
"You are probably lying?" Mayakin doubted.
"But, why must we die?" asked Foma in a low voice.
Mayakin looked into his face with regret, smacked his lips and said:
"A wise man would never ask such a question. A wise man knows for
himself that if it is a river, it must be flowing somewhere, and
if it were standing in one place, it would be a swamp."
"You're simply mocking me at random," said Foma, sternly. "The
sea is not flowing anywhere."
"The sea receives all rivers into itself, and then, powerful
storms rage in it at times. Then the sea of life also submits on
agitation, stirred up by men, and death renovates the waters of
the sea of life, that they might not become spoiled. No matter how
many people are dying, they are nevertheless forever growing in
number."
"What of it? But my father is dead.


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