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In Virginia Woolf’s The Waves we hear the voice of a sort of super-soul, made out of seven individual persons, seven friends. Each contains a complete if blurred image of the other, and the coherent light of Woolf’s prose reconstitutes out of them the original shapes of their spiritual identity.

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One of the peculiarities of out present literary age is that future times will find it remarkably difficult to say of us that “history proved us wrong.” The reason for this is that we take so few real stands on the literary quality of contemporary works.