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She gave so many reasons that I've forgotten them all.
Edith Wharton
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Edith Wharton
Age: 75 †
Born: 1862
Born: January 24
Died: 1937
Died: August 11
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New York City
New York
Edith Newbold Jones
Edith Newbold Jones Wharton
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Her failure was a useful preliminary to success.
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In a sky of iron the points of the Dipper hung like icicles and Orion flashed his cold fires.
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