Let us turn over the pages, and I will add, for your amusement, a comment in the margin. Author: Virginia Woolf Copy Quote More from Virginia Woolf “Prima del risveglio, le voci degli uccelli e il rumore delle ruote si intonano …” “I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.” “What the fissure through which one sees disaster? The circle is unbroken; the h…” “An offering for the sake of offering, perhaps. Anyhow, it was her gift. Nothing…”