"She and Sally fell a little behind. Then came the most exquisite moment of her whole life passing a stone urn with flowers in it. Sally stopped; picked a flower; kissed her on the lips. The whole world might have turned upside down! The others disappeared; there she was alone with Sally. And she felt that she had been given a present, wrapped up, and told just to keep it, not to look at it- a diamond, something infinitely precious, which, as they walked (up and down, up and down), she uncovered, or the radiance burnt through, the revelation, the religious feeling!- "
from Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
It's a good novel. You can't just read it passage by passage. Sally is nothing like just-this-passage's Sally. Would you like to have a long-distance literary romance?
Hey Clams... this is Kate- we've only actually met in real life a few times through Christine and Sophie etc but I was wondering if you'd mind if I friend you, cause I miss Bard and bard people! The end.
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from Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
It's a good novel. You can't just read it passage by passage. Sally is nothing like just-this-passage's Sally. Would you like to have a long-distance literary romance?
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