this teetering croquembouche of impudence
quoth the madman
"… I feel extremely little. And don’t want to rouse feeling. What I’m afraid of is the taunt charm and emptiness. That is my fear."
— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 20 May 1938
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