What book, story, play did this sentence come from?  "Once I was
climbing a mountain with some friends.  The rock above gave way and
there I was stranded holding on by only one toe.  I waited while the
others helped themselves to the top, some of them were crying.  I
enjoyed the view, a sheer drop of half a mile into a green rolling
valley.  Can you imagine such a death?...The piece was
called "Virgin".  I
am called Rosalinde."