On a June morning in 1923, Clarissa Dalloway, the glittering wife of a Member of Parliament, is preparing for a grand party that evening. As she walks through London, buying flowers, observing life, her thoughts are in the past, and she remembers the time when she was as young as her own daughter Elizabeth; her romance with Peter Walsh, now recently returned from India; and the friends of her youth. Elsewhere in London, Septimus Smith is being driven mad by shell shock. As the day draws to its end, his world and Clarissa's collide in unexpected ways.
At last Clarissa was not dead, though haunted as well as attracted by death. She found life intolerable, feeling like scratching the walls in one's cell. But the most intolerable part of living is not being prisoners in the cell, but aging, inevitably. It w...
评分At last Clarissa was not dead, though haunted as well as attracted by death. She found life intolerable, feeling like scratching the walls in one's cell. But the most intolerable part of living is not being prisoners in the cell, but aging, inevitably. It w...
评分At last Clarissa was not dead, though haunted as well as attracted by death. She found life intolerable, feeling like scratching the walls in one's cell. But the most intolerable part of living is not being prisoners in the cell, but aging, inevitably. It w...
评分At last Clarissa was not dead, though haunted as well as attracted by death. She found life intolerable, feeling like scratching the walls in one's cell. But the most intolerable part of living is not being prisoners in the cell, but aging, inevitably. It w...
评分At last Clarissa was not dead, though haunted as well as attracted by death. She found life intolerable, feeling like scratching the walls in one's cell. But the most intolerable part of living is not being prisoners in the cell, but aging, inevitably. It w...
one of the most beautiful pieces of writing. breathtaking.
评分一口气读完,超赞的说
评分Life fades as you pondering. Never mind, it's just a grife ago when you lament what was past.
评分讀時極易走神,跟着別人的意識流走反而沒有跟着自己的的意識流走來得容易。
评分one of the most beautiful pieces of writing. breathtaking.
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