Muse Mercier

“For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what she now often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being simply oneself, and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.” Virginia Woolf

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