The urgency of the moment always missed its mark. Words fluttered sideways and struck the object inches too low. Then one gave it up; then the idea sunk back again; then one became like most middle-aged people, cautious, furtive, with wrinkles between the eyes and a look of perpetual apprehension.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
He said something about punctuality being one of the minor virtues which we do not acquire until later in life.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
He lay on his chair with his hands clasped above his paunch not reading, or sleeping, but basking like a creature gorged with existence.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that; the children were growing up; she often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
The sigh of all the seas breaking in measure round the isles soothed them; the night wrapped them; nothing broke their sleep, until, the birds beginning and the dawn weaving their thin voices in to its whiteness.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
Friendships, even the best of them, are frail things. One drifts apart.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf
What is the meaning of life? That was all--a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark.
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To the Lighthouse by
Virginia Woolf