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The newspapers are full of what we would like to happen to us and what we hope will never happen to us.

John Fowles

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John Fowles
Age: 79 †
Born: 1926
Born: March 31
Died: 2005
Died: November 5
Essayist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Teacher
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Leigh-on-Sea
Essex
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