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"Orlando,
who believed in no immortality,
could not help feeling that her soul
would come and go forever .
The room shone like a shell that has lain at the bottom of the sea for centuries and has been crusted over and painted a million tints by the water;
it was rose and yellow, green and sand-colored. It was frail as a shell, as iridescent and as empty.
The whole of her darkened and settled,
as when some foil whose addition makes the round and solidity of a surface is added to it,
and the shallow becomes deep and the near , distant;
and all is contained as water is contained by the sides of a well .
So she was now darkened, stilled and become,
with the addition of this 'Orlando';
what is called , rightly or wrongly ,
a single self, a real self.
And she fell silent."
- Excerpt from the book Orlando by Virginia Woolf |
