why he needed always praise; why so brave a man in thought should be so timid in life; how strangely he was venerable and laughable at one and the same time.
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As summer neared, as the evenings lentghened, there came to the wakeful, the hopeful, walking the beach, stirring the pool, imaginations of the strangest kind---of flesh turned to atoms which drove before the wind, of stars flashing in their hearts, of cliff, sea, cloud, and sky brought purposely together to assemble outwardly the scattered parts of the vision within.
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Perhaps it is bad French; French may not contain the words that express the speaker's thoughts; nevertheless speaking French imposes some order, some uniformity.
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The door of the lighthouse was ajar. They pushed it open and walked into a shuttered twilight. Through an archway on the further side of the room they could see the bottom of the staircase that led up to the higher floors. Just under the crown of the arch dangled a pair of feet.
‘Mr Savage!’
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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.
He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams.
And if one can neither think nor feel, she thought, where is one?
Sayfa 284
Virginia Woolf, insanların dış dünyasına değil, ancak iç dünyasına ilgi duyduğundan, Mrs. Dalloway, To the Lighthouse, The Waves gibi asıl başarılı romanlarında, “plot” yani olaylar örgüsü yoktur. Kronolojik sırayla anlatılan, başlangıcı, ortası ve sonu olan bir öykü de anlatılmaz: Mrs. Dalloway, hem şimdiki zamanı, hem de geçmişi kapsayan bir tek günde geçer. Clarissa Dalloway, akşam vereceği parti için sokağa çıkıp çiçek alır; eski âşığıyla görüşür; savaş yüzünden ruh hastası olan hiç tanımadığı bir genç kendini öldürür. İşte olup bitenler yalnız bunlardır. To the Lighthouse’da bir ailenin çocukları bir deniz fenerine gitmek isterler ve aradan on yıl geçtikten sonra gidebilirler o deniz fenerine. The Waves’deki tek olay, hiçbir zaman görmediğimiz Percival’ın uzaklarda, Hindistan’da ölmesidir.
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"When she looked in the glass and saw her hair grey, her cheek sunk, at fifty, she thought, possibly she might have managed things better - her husband; money; his books. But for her own part she would never for a single second regret her decision, evade difficulties, or slur over duties."
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I heard men beg for work who had been Egyptologists, botanists, surgeons, gold-miners, professors of Oriental languages, musicians, engineers, physicians, astronomers, anthropologists, chemists, mathematicians, mayors of cities and governors of states, prison warders, cowpunchers, lumberjacks, sailors, oyster pirates, stevedores, riveters, dentists, surgeons, painters, sculptors, plumbers, architects, dope peddlers, abortionists, white slavers, sea divers, steeplejacks, farmers, cloak and suit salesmen, trappers, lighthouse keepers, pimps, aldermen, senators, every bloody thing under the sun, and all of them down and out, begging for work for cigarettes, for carfare, *for a chance, Christ almighty, just another chance!* I saw and got to know men who were saints, if there are saints in this world; I saw and spoke to savants, crapulous and uncrapulous ones; I listened to men who had the divine fire in their bowels who could have convinced God Almighty that they were worthy of another chance, but not the vice-president of the Cosmococcus Telegraph Company.
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