Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
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a blog of found things: words, art, photography, disappointment & hope
Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
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