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As for our garments, my Mother did not only delight to see us neat and cleanly, fine and gay, but rich and costly: maintaining us to the heighth of her estate, but not beyond it.
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
Beryl Bainbridge, Novelist (1934) |
Odysseas Elytis, Writer (1911) |
Chaka Fattah, Politician (1956) |
Coleman Hawkins, Musician (1904) |
Carly Rae Jepsen, Musician (1985) |
Dr. John, Musician (1940) |
Mary Johnston, Novelist (1870) |
Hugh Kingsmill, Writer (1889) |
Abe Lemons, Coach (1922) |
Max Baer, Athlete (1959) |
Richard Carlson, Author (1977) |
Ellen Glasgow, Novelist (1945) |
Florence Harding, First Lady (1924) |