FROM BARCELONA.
FROM BARCELONA.
"She loved the sea for its storms alone, cared for vegetation only when it grew here and there among ruins. She had to extract a kind of personal advantage from things and she rejected as useless everything that promised no immediate gratification — for her temperament was more sentimental than artistic, and what she was looking for was emotions, not scenery."
FLAUBERT, G. (1856). MADAME BOVARY
"I want Vita: I want Insect: want currant bun: t wilight-oh tand night too if you insist, with the birds singing and the stars rising."
LETTER OF VIRGINIA WOOLF TO VITA SACKVILLE.
"She loved the sea for its storms alone, cared for vegetation only when it grew here and there among ruins. She had to extract a kind of personal advantage from things and she rejected as useless everything that promised no immediate gratification — for her temperament was more sentimental than artistic, and what she was looking for was emotions, not scenery."
FLAUBERT, G. (1856). MADAME BOVARY
"I want Vita: I want Insect: want currant bun: t wilight-oh tand night too if you insist, with the birds singing and the stars rising."
LETTER OF VIRGINIA WOOLF TO VITA SACKVILLE.
"Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself. For Lucy had her work cut out for her. The doors would be taken off their hinges; Rumpelmayer’s men were coming. And then, thought Clarissa Dalloway, what a morning—fresh as if issued to children on a beach."
VIRGINIA WOOLF: "MRS. DOLLOWAY", 1925.
"THERE'S A WILLOW THAT LEANS OVER THE BROOK, DANGLING ITS WHITE LEAVES OVER THE GLASSY WATER. OPHELIA MADE WILD WREATHS OUT OF THOSE LEAVES, BRAIDING IN CROWFLOWERS, THISTLES, DAISIES AND THE ORCHISES THAT VULGAR SHEPHERDS HAVE AN OBSCENE NAME FOR, BUT WHICH PURE-MINDED GIRLS CALL "DEAD MEN'S FINGERS".
"Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself. For Lucy had her work cut out for her. The doors would be taken off their hinges; Rumpelmayer’s men were coming. And then, thought Clarissa Dalloway, what a morning—fresh as if issued to children on a beach."
VIRGINIA WOOLF: "MRS. DOLLOWAY", 1925.
"THERE'S A WILLOW THAT LEANS OVER THE BROOK, DANGLING ITS WHITE LEAVES OVER THE GLASSY WATER. OPHELIA MADE WILD WREATHS OUT OF THOSE LEAVES, BRAIDING IN CROWFLOWERS, THISTLES, DAISIES AND THE ORCHISES THAT VULGAR SHEPHERDS HAVE AN OBSCENE NAME FOR, BUT WHICH PURE-MINDED GIRLS CALL "DEAD MEN'S FINGERS".
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