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The Calla Lilies Are in Bloom Again

The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower. I carried them on my wedding day, and now I place them here in memory of something that has died.

Katharine Hepburn spoke this line for the first time in 1933. She had been cast in a now-forgotten play called . Jed Harris, the director, was a sadist, and the twenty-six-year-old actress did not flourish in the role. (Dorothy Parker’s famous barb, that Hepburn “ran the gamut

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