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After all those years as a woman hearing 'not thin enough, not pretty enough, not smart enough, not this enough, not that enough,' almost overnight I woke up one morning and thought, 'I'm enough.'

Anna Quindlen

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Anna Quindlen
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: July 8
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Philadelphia
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Anna Marie Quindlen
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