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Marie Helvin photographed by Barry Lategan for Vogue UK, August 1971.

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Marie Helvin photographed by Barry Lategan for Vogue UK, August 1971.

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      O be thou nailed unto my heart,
      And crucified again,
Part not from it, though it from thee would part,
But let it be by applying so thy pain,
Drowned in thy blood, and in thy passion slain.

John Donne, from section II “The Son” of “A Litany” in John Donne: The Complete English Poems, ed. A.J. Smith (Penguin, 1996)

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That ending awwoh is so damn hot. 

A man once asked me … how I managed in my books to write such natural conversation between men when they were by themselves. Was I, by any chance, a member of a large, mixed family with a lot of male friends? I replied that, on the contrary, I was an only child and had practically never seen or spoken to any men of my own age till I was about twenty-five. “Well,” said the man, “I shouldn’t have expected a woman (meaning me) to have been able to make it so convincing.” I replied that I had coped with this difficult problem by making my men talk, as far as possible, like ordinary human beings. This aspect of the matter seemed to surprise the other speaker; he said no more, but took it away to chew it over. One of these days it may quite likely occur to him that women, as well as men, when left to themselves, talk very much like human beings also.

Dorothy L. SayersAre Women Human?: Astute and Witty Essays on the Role of Women in Society

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