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“We have descended into the garden and caught three hundred slugs. How I love the mixture of the beautiful and the squalid in gardening. It makes it so lifelike.”

Quote by Evelyn Underhill

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Evelyn Underhill

Evelyn Underhill was a British writer renowned for her contributions to the fields of spirituality and mysticism. Born on December 6, 1875, she is celebrated for her insightful exploration of Christian mysticism through her writings. Underhill passed away on June 15, 1941. more

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