The most lasting and pure gladness comes to me from my gardens.
From Lillie Langtry
Why in the world would anyone want to photograph an old woman like me?
I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.
Said I was beautiful, did he? He's being paid for treatment, not flattery.
I'm not afraid. I never liked long last acts.
Feed the dogs. I hate to hear them barking like that.
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