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Virginia Woolf and her lover, the English poet Vita Sackville-West

“Look here Vita — throw over your man, and we’ll go to Hampton Court and dine on the river together and walk in the garden in the moonlight and come home late and have a bottle of wine and get tipsy, and I’ll tell you all the things I have in my head, millions, myriads — They won’t stir by day, only by dark on the river. Think of that. Throw over your man, I say, and come.”

– Virginia Woolf’s 1927 Love Letter to Vita Sackville-West