Oh, the wrost of all tragedies is notn to die young, but to live until I am seventy-five and tey not ever truly to have lived.
Martin Luther King jr.About author
- Author's profession: Leader
- Nationality: american
- Born: January 15, 1929
- Died: April 4, 1968
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