Women live much more in the past than we do, he thought. They attach themselves to places.
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Mrs. Dalloway by
Virginia Woolf
She had read a wonderful play about a man who scratched on the wall of his cell, and she had felt that was true of life--one scratched on the wall.
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Mrs. Dalloway by
Virginia Woolf
It is a thousand pities never to say what one feels.
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Mrs. Dalloway by
Virginia Woolf
"What does the brain matter," said Lady Rosseter, getting up, "compared with the heart?"
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Mrs. Dalloway by
Virginia Woolf
He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote poems to her, which, ignoring the subject, she corrected in red ink.
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Mrs. Dalloway by
Virginia Woolf
She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.
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Mrs. Dalloway by
Virginia Woolf
Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame.
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Mrs. Dalloway by
Virginia Woolf