About here, she thought, dabbling her fingers in the water,... - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
"About here, she thought, dabbling her fingers in the water, a ship had sunk, and she muttered, dreamily half asleep, how we perished, each alone."
More quotes by Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
"in this case, a mother, noted for her beauty, might be reduced to a purple shadow... (Tansley to Lily on her painting of the house & grounds)"
"She felt... how life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one lived one by one, became curled and whole like a wave which bore one up with it and threw one down with it, there, with a dash on the beach."
"And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of treesand changing leaves."