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“Oh, I am all for singing. If I had had children I should have hounded them into choirs & choral societies, and if they weren't good enough for that, I would have sent them out, to sing in the streets.”

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Letters

A compilation of personal and professional exchanges that delve into the complexities of human connection and introspection. more

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Sylvia Townsend Warner
Sylvia Townsend Warner

Sylvia Townsend Warner was an American novelist whose works delved into the complexities of human relationships and the influence of historical events on individuals. Born on December 6, 1893, she spent much of her life in New England, which deeply influenced her writing. Warner's career spanned several decades, during which she published a number of critically acclaimed novels. more

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