First a warning, musical; then the hour, irrevocable. The le... - Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

"What does the brain matter compared with the heart?"

"Septimus has been working too hard"- that was all she could say to her own mother. To love makes one solitary, she thought."

"Love and religion! thought Clarissa, going back into the drawing room, tingling all over. How detestable, how detestable they are!"

"It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning."

"Life stand still here."