
To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)

there was scarcely a shell of herself left for her to know herself by;
Virginia Woolf • To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)
seemed simple became in practice immediately complex; as the waves shape themselves symmetrically from the cliff top, but to the swimmer among them are divided by steep gulfs, and foaming crests.
Virginia Woolf • To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)
The house was all lit up, and the lights after the darkness made his eyes feel full, and he said to himself, childishly, as he walked up the drive, Lights, lights, lights,
Virginia Woolf • To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)
He hated him for coming up to them, for stopping and looking down on them; he hated him for interrupting them; he hated him for the exaltation and sublimity of his gestures; for the magnificence of his head; for his exactingness and egotism
Virginia Woolf • To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)
We can’t all be Titians and we can’t all be Darwins, he
Virginia Woolf • To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)
you.” She had made him feel all that,
Virginia Woolf • To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)
and the boy would fish, and never say a word to any one.
Virginia Woolf • To the Lighthouse (Oxford World’s Classics)
Who then could blame the leader of that forlorn party which after all has climbed high enough to see the waste of the years and the perishing of the stars, if before death stiffens his limbs beyond the power of movement he does a little consciously raise his numbed fingers to his brow, and square his shoulders, so that when the search party comes
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“You find us much changed.” Last night he had got up and stopped before her, and said that.