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“He turned from the sight of human ignorance and human fate and the sea eating the ground we stand on, which, had he been able to contemplate it fixedly might have led to something; and found consolation in trifles so slight compared with the august theme just now before him that he was disposed to slur that comfort over, to deprecate it, as if to be caught happy in a world of misery was for an honest man the most despicable of crimes.”

Quote by Virginia Woolf

Book:To the Lighthouse
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To the Lighthouse

A classic work of modernist literature, the novel delves into the complexities of human relationships and the internal struggles of its characters through the lens of a family's summer vacation at a lighthouse. more

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Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf

British modernist writer, known for her unique narrative techniques and profound portrayal of female experience. Her works include 'To the Lighthouse' and 'Mrs. Dalloway'. more

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