Non aveva voglia di morire. La era bella. Il sole caldo. E gli esseri umani? Autore: Virginia Woolf Copy Quote More from Virginia Woolf “Ruin, weariness, death, perpetually death, stand grimly to confront the other p…” “Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes co…” “She left the room without looking in the glass. From which we deduce the fact, …” “But she could not reduce her vision to words, since it was no single shape colo…”