1928, Virginia Woolf, letter to Vita Sackville-West dated 8 September, 1928, in Nigel Nicholson and Joanne Trautmann (eds.), The Letters of Virginia Woolf, New York: Harcourt Brace Jovanovich, 1978, p. 529,
You see, dearest Creature, being now in the pink and prime of health, I could sit up all night: we might go to moonlight ruins, café’s, dances, plays, junketings: converse for ever; sleep only while the moon covers herself for an instant with a thin veil […]
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