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Clare Boothe Luce

Clare Boothe Luce (March 10, 1903 – October 9, 1987) was the first American woman appointed to a major ambassadorial post abroad. A versatile author, she is best known for her 1936 hit play The Women, which had an all-female cast. Her writings extended from drama and screen scenarios to fiction, journalism, and war reportage. She was the wife of Henry Luce, publisher of Time, Life and Fortune.

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    You see few people here in America who really care very much about living a Christian life in a democratic world.
    Clare Boothe Luce (1903–1987)

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    Clare Boothe Luce (1903–1987)

    A man has only one escape from his old self: to see a different self—in the mirror of some woman’s eyes.
    —Clare Boothe Luce (1903–1987)

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    —Clare Boothe Luce (1903–1987)

    I hid my love when young till I
    Couldn’t bear the buzzing of a fly;
    I hid my life to my despite
    Till I could not bear to look at light:
    I dare not gaze upon her face
    But left her memory in each place;
    Where’er I saw a wild flower lie
    I kissed and bade my love good-bye.
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    A deer in the body of a woman, living resentfully in the Hollywood zoo.
    —Clare Boothe Luce (1903–1987)