Konstantinopel, December 1st...
 
  

...he stretched himself. He rose.He stood upright in complete nakedness before us, and while trumpets pealed Truth! Truth! Truth! we have no choice left but confess - he was a woman.  
   
  

  

No human being, since the world began, has ever looked more ravishing. His form combined in one the strength of a man and a woman's grace. As he stood there, the silver trumpets prolonged their note, as if reluctant to leave the lovely sight which their blast had called forth; and Chastity, Purity, and Modesty, inspired, no doubt, by curiosity, peeped in at the door and threw a garment like a towel at the naked form which, unfortunately, fell short by several inches. Orlando looked himself up and down in a long looking-glass, without showing any signs if discomposure, and went, presumably, to his bath.  
  
  
  
  
  

We may take advantage of this pause in the narrative to make certain statements. Orlando had become a woman - there is no denying it. But in every other respect, Orlando remained precisely as he had been. The change of sex, though it altered their future, did not whatever alter their identity. Their faces remained, as their portaits prove, practically the same. His memory - but in the future we also must, for convention's sake, say "her" for "his" and she" for "he" - her memory then, went back through all the events of her past life without encountering any obstacle. Some slight haziness there may have been, as if a few dark drops had fallen into the clear pool of memory, certain things had become a little dimmed, but that was all. The change seemed to have been accomplished painlessly and completely and in such a way that Orlando herself showed no surprise at it. Many people, taking this into account, and holding that such a change of sex is against nature, have been at great pains to prove (1) that Orlando had always been a woman, (2) that Orlando is at this moment a man. Let biologists and psychologists determine...  
  
  
  

Virgina Woolf: "Orlando", The Hogarth Press 1928, published in Penguin Books, London 1993, page 97/98.