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Never let anybody guess that you have a mind of your own. Above all be pure
Virginia Woolf
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Virginia Woolf
Age: 59 †
Born: 1882
Born: January 25
Died: 1941
Died: March 28
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Facts must be manipulated some must be brightened others shaded yet, in the process, they must never lose their integrity.
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I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older.
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Praise and blame alike mean nothing. No, delightful as the pastime of measuring may be, it is the most futile of all occupations, and to submit to the decrees of the measurers the most servile of attitudes.
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