15.3.09

Virginia

Virginia Woolf não é a escolha indicada para quem anda com problemas na leitura - falta de concentração, desinteresse, incapacidade de entrar na história, qualquer que ela seja.

Mas há por vezes passagens que nos levam a insistir. Como esta:

I
"Well, we must wait for the future to show," said Mr Bankes, coming in from the terrace.
"It's almost too dark to see," said Andrew, coming up from the beach.
"One can hardly tell which is the sea and which is the land," said Prue.
"Do we leave that light burning?" said Lily as they took their coats off indoors.
"No," said Price, "not if everyone's in."
"Andrew," she called back, "just put out tghe light in the hall."
One by one the lights were all extinguished, except that Mr Carmichael, who liked to lie awake a little reading Virgil, kept his candle burning rather longer than the rest.

II
So with the lamps all put out, the moon sunk, and a thin rain drumming on the roof, a downpouring of immense darkness began. Nothing, it seemed, could survive the flood, the profusion of darkness which creeping in at keyholes and crevices, stole round window blinds, came into bedrooms, swalled up here a jug and basin, there a bowl of red and yellow dahlias, there the sharp edges and firm bulk of a chest of drawers.
..."

(Virginia Woolf,
in To the lighthouse)

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