It seemed to her such nonsense-inventing differences, when people, heaven knows, were different enough without that.
Virginia WoolfAll looked distant and peaceful and strange. The shore seemed refined, far away, unreal. Already the little distance they had sailed had put them far from it and given it the changed look, the composed look, of something receding in which one has no longer any part.
Virginia WoolfThere are moments when one can neither think nor feel, she thought, and if one can neithre feel nor think, where's one?
Virginia Woolf