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Nothing, I know, had any chance against death.
Virginia Woolf
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Virginia Woolf
Age: 59 †
Born: 1882
Born: January 25
Died: 1941
Died: March 28
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Half the time she did things not simply, not for themselves but to make people think this or that perfect idiocy she knew for no one was ever for a second taken in.
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Human beings have neither kindness, nor faith, nor charity beyond what serves to increase the pleasure of the moment.
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... pure honesty is a doubtful quality it means often lack of imagination.
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As I grow old I hate the writing of letters more and more, and like getting them better and better.
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