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How could anyone love Him? What did you just tell me yourself about the world? Don't you see, everybody hates God now. It's not that God is dead in the twentieth century. It's that everybody hates Him! At least I think so.

Anne Rice

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Anne Rice
Age: 83
Born: 1941
Born: October 4
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Anne O'Brien
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Anne Rampling
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