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She was more lonely than the caravan crossing the desert; she was infinitely more mysterious, moving by her own power and sustained by her own resources. The sea might give her death or some unexampled joy, and none would know of it.
Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out. (via smoothsatinsheets)
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