Quote by Virginia Woolf


That was the burden,' she mused, 'laid on me in the cradle; murmured by waves; breathed by restless elm trees; crooned by singing women; what we must rememeber; what we would forget.


That was the burden,' she mused, 'laid on me in the cradle;

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