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How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you — you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences — like rags and shreds of your very life.
Katherine Mansfield
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Katherine Mansfield
Age: 34 †
Born: 1888
Born: October 14
Died: 1923
Died: January 9
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Wellington
New Zealand
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That's all life is - something childish and very natural. Isn't it?
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I am a recluse at present & do nothing but write & read & read & write
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Make it a rule of life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy, you can't build on it it's only good for wallowing in.
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Oh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long.
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