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Heaven in its mercy says when a woman is forty, βNow, poor soul and body, the rest of your life you shall have for yourself. You have divided yourself again and again, and now take what is left and make yourself whole again,
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Pearl S. Buck (The Collected Novels Volume One: Pavilion of Women, Peony, and Imperial Woman)
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She is tired to the heart,β Ying muttered. βShe is tired because in this great house all feed on her, like suckling children.
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Pearl S. Buck (The Collected Novels Volume One: Pavilion of Women, Peony, and Imperial Woman)