“The waves broke and spread their waters swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall. The waves were steeped deep-blue save for a pattern of diamond-pointed light on their backs. The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the thud of a great beast stamping.”
Virginia Woolf, The Waves
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“Waves”