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“Women were always telling each other to be happy with what they had, that it was the small things that mattered most. And she was happyand appreaciative, but she didn't mean that the big thing weren't important either. It didn't mean that the big things outside world weren't worth going after. Excitement,n drive, success--these were the things fueled a woman too. They gave her gravitas--weight in the world. How could a woman really be content unless she knew that she'd lived up to her true potential, or at least goven her best shot?”

Quote by Candace Bushnell

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Candace Bushnell
Candace Bushnell

Candace Bushnell is an American novelist renowned for her novel 'Sex and the City', which has become a cultural icon. Born on December 1, 1958, she has made significant contributions to contemporary women's fiction with her insightful and witty portrayal of modern women's lives. more

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