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I spell 'god' with a small 'g' because I do not believe in him, but I love to swear by him.

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Anais Nin
Age: 73 †
Born: 1903
Born: February 21
Died: 1977
Died: January 14
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Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell
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The shell is America's most active contribution to the formation of character. A tough hide. Grow it early.
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