I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.
Virginia WoolfRead
When she read just now to James, 'and there were numbers of soldiers with kettledrums and trumpets,' and his eyes darkened, she thought, why should they grow up, and lose all that?
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the loss of innocence and the complexities of adulthood.
Virginia Woolf expresses a poignant concern about the transition from childhood to adulthood, illustrating how the simple joys and wonders of youth can be lost in the harsh realities of growing up. The imagery of soldiers, kettledrums, and trumpets evokes a sense of innocence and idealism, while the darkness in James's eyes signifies the awareness of the challenges that adulthood brings.
In practice
Using this quote during a speech about the importance of preserving childhood joy in educational reforms.
I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.
Death is woven in with the violets,” said Louis. “Death and again death.”)
He began to search among the infinite series of impressions which time had laid down, leaf upon leaf, fold upon fold softly, incessantly upon his brain; among scents, sounds; voices, harsh, hollow, sweet; and lights passing, and brooms tapping; and the wash and hush of the sea.
I want to think quietly, calmly, spaciously, never to be interrupted, never to have to rise from my chair, to slip easily from one thing to another, without any sense of hostility, or obstacle. I want to sink deeper and deeper, away from the surface, with its hard separate facts.
I do think all good and evil comes from words. I have to tune myself into a good temper with something musical, and I run to a book as a child to its mother.
London perpetually attracts, stimulates, gives me a play and a story and a poem, without any trouble, save that of moving my legs through the streets... To walk alone through London is the greatest rest.
It is impossible to believe that the same God who permitted His own son to die a bachelor regards celibacy as an actual sin.
Let us say what we feel, and feel what we say; let speech harmonize with life.
Tell me what you yearn for and I shall tell you who you are. We are what we reach for, the idealized image that drives our wandering.
I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.
About belief or lack of belief in an afterlife: Some of you may know that I am neither Christian nor Jewish nor Buddist, nor a conventionally religious person of any sort. I am a humanist, which mean, in part, that I have tried to behave decently without any expectation of rewards or punishments after I'm dead.
What makes earth feel like hell is our expectation that it should feel like heaven.
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