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It was Sunday, and they and all the family were having lunch at her grandmother's house. She must have been about fourteen, and she was complaining about not being able to do a piece of homework because every time she started, it went wrong.
Her father took her by hand and led her into the living room, where her grandmother used to watch television. There was a large, antique grandfather clock, which had stopped years before because it could no longer be repaired.
'Nothing in the world is ever completely wrong, my dear,' said her father, looking at the clock. 'Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.'
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"Brida", Paulo Coelho
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