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Quote by Virginia Woolf

“Yes, dearest Vita: I do miss you; I think of you: I have a million things, not so much to say, as to sink into you.”

Quote by Virginia Woolf

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Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf

British modernist writer, known for her unique narrative techniques and profound portrayal of female experience. Her works include 'To the Lighthouse' and 'Mrs. Dalloway'. more

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