You send a girl to school in order to make friends – the right sort.
– Virginia Woolf
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- Well, we must wait for the future to show. – Virginia Woolf
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- so that it may grow fatter and – Virginia Woolf
- No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself. – Virginia Woolf