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Doris Lessing

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What is so painful about that time is that nothing was disastrous. It was all wrong, ugly, unhappy and coloured with cynicism, but nothing was tragic, there were no moments that could change anything or anybody. From time to time the emotional lightning flashed and showed a landscape of private misery, and then — we went on dancing.
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Anna Wulf, in "Free Women: 1"

 
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A time to rend, a time to sew
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A time of peace... I swear it's not too late.

 
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