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“Yet she said to herself, from the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreathes heaped and roses; and if you asked nine people out of ten they would say they wanted nothing but this; while the women, judging from her own experience, would all the time be feeling, This is not what we want; there is nothing more tedious, puerile and inhumane than love; yet it is also absolutely beautiful and necessary.”
― To the Lighthouse
― To the Lighthouse
“Friendships, even the best of them, are frail things. One drifts apart.”
― To the Lighthouse
― To the Lighthouse
“She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. With stars in her eyes and veils in her hair, with cyclamen and wild violets.”
― To the Lighthouse
― To the Lighthouse
“To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain. And then to want and not to have- to want and want- how that wrung the heart, and wrung it again and again!”
― To the Lighthouse
― To the Lighthouse
“For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.”
― To the Lighthouse
― To the Lighthouse
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