Was not writing poetry a secret transaction a voice answering a voice - "Virginia Woolf"

Was not writing poetry a secret transaction a voice answering a voice
Virginia Woolf

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He called her a melon a pineapple an olive tree an emerald and a fox in the snow all in the space of three seconds he did not know whether he had heard her tasted her seen her or all three together.
- Virginia Woolf
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. . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude.
- Virginia Woolf