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As Regards Plot I Find Real Life No Help At All. Real Life Seems To Have No Plots. And As I Think A Plot Desirable And Almost Necessary, I Have This Extra Grudge Against Life.

-Ivy Compton-Burnett

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As Regards Plot I

Ivy Compton-Burnett

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As Regards Plot I Find Real Life No Help At All. Real Life Seems To Have No Plots. And As I Think A Plot Desirable And Almost Necessary, I Have This Extra Grudge Against Life.

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