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We are also rather concerned about our moorhen who went mad while we were in Italy and began to build a nest in a tree. ... she walks about in the tree, looking as uneasy yet persevering as a district visitor in a brothel.
Sylvia Townsend Warner
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Sylvia Townsend Warner
Age: 84 †
Born: 1893
Born: December 6
Died: 1978
Died: May 1
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Silvia Warner
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when the German propaganda tries to be winsome it is like a clown with homicidal mania - ludicrous and terrifying both at once.
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I wasn't educated. I was very lucky.
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Here is a kitchen improvement, in return for Peacock. For roasting or basting a chicken, render down your fat or butter with cider: about a third cider. Let it come together slowly, till the smell of cider and the smell of fat are as one. This will enliven even a frozen chicken.
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Anticipation of pleasure is a pleasure in itself.
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Nine people out of ten (in Germany and England, perhaps ten people) would rather wait for their rights than fight for their rights.
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[On an anarchist acquaintance:] Everything in appearance the most alarmist aunt could wish.
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Sneezes ... always sound much louder to the sneezer than to the hearers. It is an acoustical peculiarity.
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The Church has lost a great religious poet in me but I have lost an infinity of fun in the church, so the loss is even.
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Elizabeth ... had the prerogative of the rich that she could be generous with large sums and niggardly over small ones.
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noise is a pollution.
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