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I had the feeling . . . that my experience was very different from other people’s. (Are we all under this illusion?)
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Age: 94 †
Born: 1906
Born: June 22
Died: 2001
Died: February 7
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Anne Spencer Morrow
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Anne Spencer Lindbergh
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Marriage is tough, because it is woven of all these various elements, the weak and the strong. In love-ness is fragile for it is woven only with the gossamer threads of beauty. It seems to me absurd to talk about happy and unhappy marriages.
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Beauty cannot disguise nor music melt A pain undiagnosable but felt.
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My diaries were written primarily, I think, not to preserve the experience but to savor it, to make it even more real, more visible and palpable, than in actual life. For in our family an experience was not finished, not truly experienced, unless written down or shared with another.
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Don't wish me happiness - I don't expect to be happy it's gotten beyond that, somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor - I will need them all.
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Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day - like writing a poem or saying a prayer.
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If one talks to more than four people, it is an audience and one cannot really think or exchange thoughts with an audience.
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I should like to be a full-time Mother and a full-time Artist and a full-time Wife-Companion and also a 'Charming Woman' on the side! And to be aware and record it all. I cannot do it all. Something must go - several things probably. The 'charming woman' first!
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By and large, mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class.
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there is no aristocracy of grief. Grief is a great leveler.
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the final lesson of learning to be independent - widowhood ... is the hardest lesson of all.
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Geniuses were like storms or cyclones, pulling everything into their path, sticks and stones and dust.
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What release to write so that one forgets oneself, forgets one's companion, forgets where one is or what one is going to do next to be drenched in sleep or in the sea. Pencils and pads and curling blue sheets alive with letters heap up on the desk.
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