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This fiddling and drifting and not impressing oneself upon anything — this always refraining and fingering and cutting things up into little jokes and facetiousness — that's what's so annihilating. Yet given little money, little looks, no special gift — what can one do? How could one battle? How could one leap on the back of life and wring its scruff?Virginia Woolf
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How could one leap on the back of life and wring its scruff?Virginia Woolf