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The age of a woman doesn't mean a thing. The best tunes are played on the oldest fiddles.
It may be that which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet,' but I should be loath to see a rose on a maiden's breast substituted by a flower, however beautiful and fragrant it might be, that is went by the name of the skunk lily.
On what rests the hope of the republic? One country one language one flag!
Madam C. J. Walker (1867-1919) was “the first Black woman...
True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally...
Beauty is but a flower, which wrinkles will...