Ricardo

“She did not feel merely snubbed back in her instinct, but made aware of the pettiness of some part of her, and of human relations, how flawed they are, how despicable, how self-seeking, at their best.”
― Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

“I read this line about love: "Without it, life is just 'doing time'" I don't think she intended by this only romantic love, or familial love or really any kind of love in particular. At least, I read it in the Platonic sense: Love with a capital L, and ideal form and essential part of the universe.”
― Zadie Smith, Intimations

“What art was there, known to love or cunning, by which one pressed through into those secret chambers? What device for becoming, like water poured into one jar, inextricably the same, one with the object one adored?”
― Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

“He was reading very quickly, as if he were eager to get to the end. Indeed they were very close to the
Lighthouse now.”
― Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse