


You can read all about the original and even buy a print here.
This is again a recycled post from our blog which is now dedicated to angling; anyway two years down the line, VW is still my favorite writer. I do try to broaden my horizon occasionally, I have recently discovered John Fowles and devoured his book The French Lieutenant's Women in few days.
Here are a few lines from my beloved Mrs. Dalloway:
...She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that is was very, very dangerous to live even one day...