In her desolation it was her solace,her opium perhaps. “Things of the mind and intellect give me intense pleasure; they delight and amuse me as they are in themselves…and sometimes I think, the result has been too large, the harvest too abundant, in inward satisfaction. This is dangerous.” Thoughts proliferated.
Virginia Woolf,Sara Coleridge.
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