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Should have been titled 500 pounds a year and a room of one's own, because that's what it's all about. It's a brilliant set of essays put together into a short book, and well worth the reading by anyone. Anytime. Anywhere.
Where are the great women writers, prior to the nineteenth century? What would have happened if Shakespeare had a sister? Why don't women take their places in the world of science and philosophy?
They've been too busy keeping the human race running. And great thought--or writing--doesn't grow from a crack on a sterile sidewalk--it needs the piled up compost of a ten century long cultivation. Exactly what women didn't have. They do now--and they better make use of it.
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