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All her lovers have passed, her beautiful lovers have passed,
The young and eager men that fought for her arrogant hand,
And the only voice which endures to mourn for her at the last
Is the voice of the lonely land.

— Vita Sackville-West Orchard and Vineyard (1921)

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Women, like men, ought to have their years so glutted with freedom that they hate the very idea of freedom.

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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Forget not bees in winter, though they sleep.

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It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by.

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