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I shall be thirty-one next birthday. My youth is gone like a dream and very little use have I ever made of it. What have I done these last thirty years? Precious little.

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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