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Vita Sackville-West
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Vita Sackville-West
Age: 70 †
Born: 1892
Born: March 9
Died: 1962
Died: June 2
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Knole House
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Lady Victoria Sackville-West
Victoria Mary Sackville-West
Lady Nicolson
Victoria Sackville-West
Victoria Mary Sackville-West
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I miss you even more than I could have believed and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.
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The Saluki is a marvel of elegance.
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I do not like January very much. It is too stationary. Not enough happens. I like the evidences of life, and in January there are too few of them.
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Autumn in felted slipper shuffles on, Muted yet fiery.--Vita Sackville-West
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The more one gardens, the more one learns And the more one learns, the more one realizes how little one knows.
Vita Sackville-West
all the small squalors of the body, known only to oneself, insignificant in youth, easily dismissed, in old age became dominant and entered into fulfilment of the tyranny they had always threatened.
Vita Sackville-West
Everywhere bees go racing with the hours, / For every bee becomes a drunken lover, / Standing upon his head to sup the flowers.
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A man and his tools make a man and his trade.
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Growth is exciting growth is dynamic and alarming.
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I have come to the conclusion, after many years of sometimes sad experience, that you cannot come to any conclusion at all.
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For a young man to start his career with a love affair with an older woman was quite de rigueur ... Of course, it must not go on for too long. An apprenticeship was a very different thing from a career.
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Still, no gardener would be a gardener if he did not live in hope.
Vita Sackville-West
It is no good my telling you. One never believes other people's experiencem and one is only very gradually convinced by one's own.
Vita Sackville-West
See the last orange roses, how they blow / Deeper and heavier than in their prime, / In one defiant flame before they go.
Vita Sackville-West
But you, oh gardener, poet that you be / Though unaware, now use your seeds like words / And make them lilt with color nicely flung.
Vita Sackville-West
Click, clack, click, clack, went their conversation, like so many knitting-needles, purl, plain, purl, plain, achieving a complex pattern of references, cross-references, Christian names, nicknames, and fleeting allusions.
Vita Sackville-West
I suppose the pleasure of the country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidences of the determination to live. That is a truism when said, but anything but a truism when daily observed. Nothing shows up the difference between the thing said or read, so much as the daily experience of it.
Vita Sackville-West
Forget not bees in winter, though they sleep.
Vita Sackville-West
I suppose the pleasure of country life lies really in the eternally renewed evidences of the determination to live.
Vita Sackville-West
I worshipped dead men for their strength, Forgetting I was strong.
Vita Sackville-West
