If you cry 'forward', you must without fail make plain in what direction to go.
To have striven, to have made the effort, to have been true to certain ideals - this alone is worth the struggle.
I'm an eighteenth-century girl at heart. I wouldn't mind being set down in London in 1715, in the midst of all the drama of the Hanoverian succession.
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