a saturday quote
just now she had reached security; she hovered like a hawk suspended; like a flag floated in an element of joy which filled every nerve of her body fully and sweetly, not noisily, solemnly rather, for it arose, she thought, looking at them all eating there, from husband and children and friends; all of which rising in this profound stillness seemed now for no special reason to stay there like a smoke, like a fume rising upwards, holding them safe together.
Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
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