when i was reading for classes rather than attending a broadway show…
from Mrs. Dalloway page 79 of the Harcourt edition:
“Everyone, if they were honest, would say the same; one doesn’t want people after fifty; one doesn’t want to go on telling women they are pretty.”
Not only do i love the meaning of the above phrase, it’s a great example of Virginia Woolf’s use of the semi-colon. The connectedness of the thoughts really wouldn’t be apparent without it.
I tremble at the thought that, perhaps, it makes more sense to define me in terms of the objects rather than the relationships i’ve acquired; the former being not only less transient but also more of an invested choice of acquisition. When did i become a materialist? When did i stop caring about caring?