Music, you see' -- she shifted her eyes, and became less desirable as her brain began to work, inflicting a change upon her face -- 'music goes straight for things. It says all there is to say at once. With writing it seems to me there's so much' -- she paused for an expression, and rubbed her fingers in the earth -- 'scratching on the match-box.

-Virginia Woolf

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