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Poetry and art are the breath of life to her.
Edith Wharton
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Edith Wharton
Age: 75 †
Born: 1862
Born: January 24
Died: 1937
Died: August 11
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Edith Newbold Jones
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Society soon grows used to any state of things which is imposed upon it without explanation.
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