All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army.
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Nationality: American Type: Journalist Born: April 18, 1864 Death: April 11, 1916 |
“Proving I'm a good mother is the one achievement I'm most proud of. It's brought out the best in me.”
“When I saw all those other drivers, I realized that they wanted to win that money just as much as I did. But I didn't have to worry. A tire came off my car and I was lucky I got it off the track.”