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Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves.
Charlotte Bronte
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Charlotte Bronte
Age: 38 †
Born: 1816
Born: April 21
Died: 1855
Died: March 31
Novelist
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Thornton
West Yorkshire
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Charles Wellesley
Charlotte Bronte
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Lord Charles Albert
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