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The Years by Virginia Woolf
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it was amazing
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There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves. We’re only just beginning, she thought, to understand, here and there.
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Virginia Woolf
“There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something that just evaded her. There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves.”
Virginia Woolf, The Years

Virginia Woolf
“Love ought to stop on both sides, don’t you think, simultaneously?â€� He spoke without any stress on the words, so as not to wake the sleepers. ‘But it won’t - that’s the devil,â€� he added in the same undertone.”
Virginia Woolf, The Years


Reading Progress

July 30, 2013 – Shelved as: to-read
July 30, 2013 – Shelved
October 17, 2015 – Started Reading
October 21, 2015 –
page 53
11.94% "Words went on repeating themselves in her mind—words and sights."
October 24, 2015 –
page 56
12.61% "That was the worst [...], she thought; they couldn’t share things as they used to share them."
October 24, 2015 –
page 58
13.06% "She stood at the window looking up the street.There had been a shower of rain. The street was wet; the roofs were shining. Dark clouds were moving across the sky; the branches were tossing up and down in the light of the street lamps. Something in her was tossing up and down too."
October 26, 2015 –
page 94
21.17%
October 27, 2015 –
page 104
23.42%
October 28, 2015 –
page 120
27.03%
October 28, 2015 –
page 122
27.48%
October 29, 2015 –
page 141
31.76%
October 31, 2015 –
page 158
35.59%
November 8, 2015 –
page 177
39.86%
November 15, 2015 –
page 205
46.17% "Love ought to stop on both sides, don’t you think, simultaneously?� […] “But it won’t—that’s the devil,"
November 19, 2015 –
page 217
48.87% "Why? she asked herself, looking at the lovely face, empty of meaning, or character, like a page on which nothing has been written but youth."
November 28, 2015 –
page 217
48.87% "If we do not know ourselves, how can we know other people?"
November 29, 2015 –
page 242
54.5%
December 1, 2015 –
page 285
64.19% "He could not free himself, could not detach himself."
December 2, 2015 –
page 289
65.09% "But how did they compose what people called a life?"
December 10, 2015 – Shelved as: virginia-woolf
December 10, 2015 – Finished Reading

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message 1: by Hanneke (new)

Hanneke So true, Edita!


Edita Hanneke wrote: "So true, Edita!"

"But how did they compose what people called a life?"


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