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“The journey inward is what gives meaning to the life outside ourselves. Not in any static, dogmatic, once-for-all way either, but in a way that grows and develops and changes to meet different circumstances, different stages of development. Contemplation is not an optional extra -- it is, as much as action, part of the very stuff of being human."”

Quote by Monica Furlong

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Monica Furlong
Monica Furlong

Monica Furlong, a renowned British author, was born on January 17, 1930, and passed away on January 14, 2003. Her works are characterized by their unique perspective and profound insight into the lives and emotions of women. more

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