Literature is My (Su)rreal Utopia
Friday, 12 February 2016
Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway
“Peter would think her sentimental. So she was. For she had come to feel that it was the only thing worth saying – what one felt. Cleverness was silly. One must say simply what one felt.”
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