A review by ananthousflorist
The Years by Virginia Woolf
4.0
Some choice quotes:
"'Was it nice in Spain?' Celia was asking. 'Did you see wonderful things?'
'Oh, yes!' Eleanor exclaimed. 'I saw...' She stopped. She had seen wonderful things - buildings, mountains, a red city in a plain. But how could she describe it?"
"Although it was close on midnight, it scarcely seemed to be night; but rather some ethereal disembodied day..."
"When, she wanted to ask him, when will this New World come? When shall we be free? When shall we live adventurously, wholly..."
"But one wants somebody to laugh with, she thought. Pleasure is increased by sharing it. Does the same hold true for pain? she mused. Is that the reason why we all talk so much of ill-health - because sharing things lessens things? Give pain, give pleasure an outer body, and by increasing the surface diminish them..."
"Millions of things came back to her. Atoms danced apart and massed themselves. But how did they compose what people called a life?"
"'Was it nice in Spain?' Celia was asking. 'Did you see wonderful things?'
'Oh, yes!' Eleanor exclaimed. 'I saw...' She stopped. She had seen wonderful things - buildings, mountains, a red city in a plain. But how could she describe it?"
"Although it was close on midnight, it scarcely seemed to be night; but rather some ethereal disembodied day..."
"When, she wanted to ask him, when will this New World come? When shall we be free? When shall we live adventurously, wholly..."
"But one wants somebody to laugh with, she thought. Pleasure is increased by sharing it. Does the same hold true for pain? she mused. Is that the reason why we all talk so much of ill-health - because sharing things lessens things? Give pain, give pleasure an outer body, and by increasing the surface diminish them..."
"Millions of things came back to her. Atoms danced apart and massed themselves. But how did they compose what people called a life?"