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"For some time she observed a great yellow butterfly, which was opening and closing its wings very slowly on a little flat stone. “What is it to be in love?” she demanded, after a long silence; each word as it came into being seemed to shove itself out into an unknown sea. Hypnotized by the wings of the butterfly, and awed by the discovery of a terrible possibility in life, she sat for some time longer. When the butterfly flew away, she rose, and within, her two books beneath her arm returned again, much as a soldier prepares for battle."

— Virginia Woolf (The Voyage Out)

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