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To hope is to give yourself to the future - and that commitment to the future is what makes the present inhabitable.

Rebecca Solnit

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Rebecca Solnit
Age: 63
Born: 1961
Born: June 26
Art Historian
Author
Environmentalist
Journalist
Writer
Bridgeport
Connecticut
Future
Hope
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Annihilation
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