Drop upon drop, silence falls. It forms on the roof of the mind and falls into pools beneath. For ever alone, alone, alone - hear silence fall and sweep its rings to the farthest edges. Gorged and replete, solid with middle-aged content, I, whom loneliness destroys, let silence fall, drop by drop.– Virginia Woolf, The Waves. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
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