“Oh, very well, do you want to know why I really think you should keep a journal?"
She nodded.
"Because someday you're going to grow into yourself, and you will be as beautiful as you already are smart.”

— Julia Quinn , book The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever

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