Alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know
— Virginia Woolf
Mrs. Dalloway
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Alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know
— Virginia Woolf
Mrs. Dalloway
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved