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MELANCHOLY WERE THE SOUNDS ON A WINTER'S NIGHT virginia woolf_quotes I have met her many times, felt her presence everywhere when she is not around. She is special. She became something more precious to me; moreover I don't want anybody else to know about her existence. I wanted her to stay invisible - like treasure; and it's location, where its lay hidden was known to me. That's the happiness. That's the pride. When I go, when I live, when I leave - I have this feeling in me, that nobody will never gonna find her. And one day, I took her to the hill top, showed her the moon, the stars, the sky and the clouds treasure, and it's location, where its lay hidden was known to me. That's the happiness. That's the pride. When I go, when I live, when I leave I have this feeling in me, that nobody will never gonna find her. And one day, I took her to the hill top, showed her the moon , the stars, the sky and the clouds of the night sky. When the breeze hits us like a whisper similar to hers, lloved it. I felt that everything around me pushing, urging me to merge in her. To be one. I looked at her and she looked at me as I do with unfathomable love. Our both eyes met and I saw her lips and she said something I couldn't hear. She smiled and left. I was again alone. And that day "Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night" I felt this line of the night sky. When the breeze hits us like a whisper similar to hers. I loved it. I felt that everything around me pushing, urging me to merge. ©Jasmine of December #Nojoto #English #literature #Virginia_Woolf #Thinking #wordgasm #Love #Happiness

MELANCHOLY WERE THE SOUNDS ON A WINTER'S NIGHT virginia woolf_quotes I have met her many times, felt her presence everywhere when she is not around. She is special. She became something more precious to me; moreover I don't want anybody else to know about her existence. I wanted her to stay invisible - like treasure; and it's location, where its lay hidden was known to me. That's the happiness. That's the pride. When I go, when I live, when I leave - I have this feeling in me, that nobody will never gonna find her. And one day, I took her to the hill top, showed her the moon, the stars, the sky and the clouds treasure, and it's location, where its lay hidden was known to me. That's the happiness. That's the pride. When I go, when I live, when I leave I have this feeling in me, that nobody will never gonna find her. And one day, I took her to the hill top, showed her the moon , the stars, the sky and the clouds of the night sky. When the breeze hits us like a whisper similar to hers, lloved it. I felt that everything around me pushing, urging me to merge in her. To be one. I looked at her and she looked at me as I do with unfathomable love. Our both eyes met and I saw her lips and she said something I couldn't hear. She smiled and left. I was again alone. And that day "Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night" I felt this line of the night sky. When the breeze hits us like a whisper similar to hers. I loved it. I felt that everything around me pushing, urging me to merge. ©Jasmine of December #Nojoto #English #literature #Virginia_Woolf #Thinking #wordgasm #Love #Happiness

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There is nothing staid, nothing settled, in this universe. All is rippling, all is dancing; all is quickness and triumph. Virginia Woolf ©Jasmine of December #English #Quote #literature #Virginia_Woolf #Jasmine #december #novella #Beautiful #Universe #round

There is nothing staid, nothing settled, in this universe. All is rippling, all is dancing; all is quickness and triumph. Virginia Woolf ©Jasmine of December #English #Quote #literature #Virginia_Woolf #Jasmine #december #novella #Beautiful #Universe #round

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For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, herself.that was And by what now she often felt the need of to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures." Virginia Woolf ©Jasmine of December #Virginia_Woolf #English #Nojoto #wisdomwords #Silence #wordgasm #Freedom #flyhigh Chandramukhi Mourya Bhagat SURAJ PAL SINGH pooja yadav A

For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, herself.that was And by what now she often felt the need of to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures." Virginia Woolf ©Jasmine of December #Virginia_Woolf #English #Nojoto #wisdomwords #Silence #wordgasm #Freedom #flyhigh Chandramukhi Mourya Bhagat SURAJ PAL SINGH pooja yadav A