Friday, August 15, 2008

being virginia

"She would not say of anyone in the world now that they were this or were that. 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 taxicabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even on day."
Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

  in the face of domestic violence, if you were the party involved, you can compare yourself to a goldfish swimming inside a fish bowl.

stop na.

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