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Virginia

"She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day. Not that she thought herself clever or much out of the ordinary. (...) Her only gift was knowing people almost by instinct, she thought, walking on."

Mrs Dalloway