…yeah.

Dark-and-Stormy-Night-at-Point-No-Point-Lighthouse

“Like a work of art,” she repeated, looking from her canvas to the
drawing-room steps and back again. She must rest for a moment. And,
resting, looking from one to the other vaguely, the old question which
traversed the sky of the soul perpetually, the vast, the general
question which was apt to particularize itself at such moments as
these, when she released faculties that had been on the strain, stood
over her, paused over her, darkened over her. What is the meaning of
life? That was all–a simple question; one that tended to close in on
one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great
revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily
miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark;
here was one.
This, that, and the other; herself and Charles Tansley
and the breaking wave; Mrs. Ramsay bringing them together; Mrs. Ramsay
saying, “Life stand still here”; Mrs. Ramsay making of the moment
something permanent (as in another sphere Lily herself tried to
make of the moment something permanent)–this was of the nature
of a revelation. In the midst of chaos there was shape; this eternal
passing and flowing (she looked at the clouds going and the leaves
shaking) was struck into stability.
Life stand still here, Mrs. Ramsay
said. “Mrs. Ramsay! Mrs. Ramsay!” she repeated. She owed it all to her.

(Excerpt from To the lighthouse; painting by Angela Ungren, North Carolina – you can purchase prints on this link: http://www.imagekind.com/Dark-and-Stormy-Night-at-Point-No-Point-Lighthouse-art?IMID=2ef3bc25-71fc-47c7-8e00-a2808fd0941a)

3 Comments

  1. g.
    Posted December 5, 2013 at 3:51 am | Permalink

    szep kep! :) de kicsit elvesztem olvasasra kozben, nem mondanam hogy sokat ertettem… :/ g.x

  2. Anita
    Posted December 5, 2013 at 11:07 am | Permalink

    Hú, az a harmadik mondat!
    Kár, hogy nem ismerem a regényt, vagy legalább hogy ki az a Mrs. Ramsay. :)
    A kép tényleg nagyon szép.

  3. Posted December 5, 2013 at 9:11 pm | Permalink

    Mrs Ramsey irreleváns a lényeget illetően… :)

    G, nem csodálom, Virginia Woolf-ra rá kell hangolódni. Picit elkalandozik az ember – vége. 😀

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