"But when the self speaks to the self, who is speaking? The entombed soul, the spirit driven in, in, in to the central catacomb; the self that took the veil and left the world — a coward perhaps, yet somehow beautiful, as it flits with its lantern restlessly up and down the dark corridors." – Virginia Woolf
"Sometimes I think creativity is magic; it’s not a matter of finding an idea, but allowing the idea to find you." Maya Lin.
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