“The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sorrow, sorrow. Joy, joy. Woven together, like reeds in moonlight.”
― Virginia Woolf
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― Virginia Woolf
VirginiaWoolf and the Quakers http://hayquaker1.blogspot.com/2010/11/virginia-woolf-and-quakers.html
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