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I wasn't educated. I was very lucky.

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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Musicologist
Novelist
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Silvia Warner
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[On an anarchist acquaintance:] Everything in appearance the most alarmist aunt could wish.
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In the morning I had decided that henceforth I only cared for easy loves. It is so degrading to have to persuade people into liking one, or one's works.
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Oh, I am all for singing. If I had had children I should have hounded them into choirs & choral societies, and if they weren't good enough for that, I would have sent them out, to sing in the streets.
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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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I do apologize for writing by hand - and so badly. I shall soon be like Helen Thomas, notoriously illegible. In her last letter only two words stood out plain: 'Blood pressure.' Subsequent research demonstrated that what she had actually written was 'Beloved friends.
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Wealth, if not a mere flash in the pan, compels the wealthy to become wealthier.
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To think of losing is to lose already.
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There are not enough poems in praise of bed.
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no one wants to be praised for possibilities when one has submitted performances.
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One reason why my memory decays is that I have three cats, all so loving and insistent that they play cat's-cradle with every train of thought. They drove me distracted while I was having influenza, gazing at me with large eyes and saying: O Sylvia, you are so ill, you'll soon be dead. And who will feed us then? Feed us now!
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The baby romped on my lap like a short stout salmon.
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... possessiveness cannot accept it cannot even strike a fair bargain it has to confer.
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One need not write in a diary what one is to remember for ever.
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Only two things are real to me: my love and my death. In between them, I merely exist as a scatter of senses.
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Young people are careless of their virginity one day they may have it and the next not.
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Anticipation of pleasure is a pleasure in itself.
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When other helpers fail and comforts flee, when the senses decay and the mind moves in a narrower and narrower circle, when the grasshopper is a burden and the postman brings no letters, and even the Royal Family is no longer quite what it was, an obituary column stands fast.
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cooking is the most succulent of human pleasures.
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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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Sneezes ... always sound much louder to the sneezer than to the hearers. It is an acoustical peculiarity.
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