Report, if you have a problem with this page“ And still the strange meaningless conversations continue, and I wonder more and more at the fabric which nets the world together, so that anything which I do finally incubate out of my system into words will quite certainly be about solitude. Solitude and the desirability of it, if one is to achieve anything like continuity in life, is the one idea I find in the resounding vacancy which is my head. ”
Vita Sackville-West
From : The Letters of Vita Sackville-West and Virginia Woolf
