He lay on his chair with his hands clasped above his paunch not reading, or sleeping, but basking like a creature gorged with existence.
("To the Lighthouse")
More Quotes from Virginia Woolf:In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp, and trudge in the bellow and uproar the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men shuffling and swinging brass bands barrel organs in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved life London this moment in June.
What did she feel Did she love him, or did she feel nothing at all for him or for any other man, being, as she had said that afternoon, free, like the wind or the sea
So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea.
Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order.
A million candles burnt in him without his being at the trouble of lighting a single one
Now, aged 50, I'm just poised to shoot forth quite free straight and undeflected my bolts whatever they are.
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