It might be possible that the world itself is without meanin... - Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

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

"First a warning, musical; then the hour, irrevocable. The leaden circles dissolved in the air."

"Life stand still here."

"To love makes one solitary."

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