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"And she wanted to say not one thing, but everything. Little words that broke up the thought and dismembered it said nothing (...) The urgency of the moment always missed its mark. Words fluttered sideways and struck the object inches too low. Then one gave it up; then the idea sunk back again; then one became like most middle-aged people, cautious, furtive, with wrinkles between the eyes and a look of perpetual apprehension. For how could one express in words these emotions of the body? express that emptiness there?"

Virginia Wolf - To The Lighthouse