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The Common Reader

Name: The Common Reader
Author: Virginia Woolf

1925

Humour is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue.

Virginia Woolf

We may enjoy our room in the tower, with the painted walls and the commodious bookcases, but down in the garden there is a man digging who buried his father this morning, and it is he and his like who live the real life and speak the real language.

Virginia Woolf