“For always, he thought, there was something incongruous to be worked into the harmony of her face . . . so that if it was her beauty merely that one thought of, one must remember the quivering thing, the living thing . . . and work it into the picture.”

VIRGINIA WOOLF, TO THE LIGHTHOUSE, 1927

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