love in slow motion: big-skies, trees passing, waves pulling…

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“I argue that it is not Woolf’s remoteness that puts people off but her nearness that terrifies them. Her language is not a woolly blanket it is a sharp sword. The Waves, which is the most difficult of her works, is a strong-honed edge through the cloudiness most of us call life. It is uncomfortable to have the thick padded stuff ripped away. There is no warm blanket to be had out of Virginia Woolf; there is wind and sun and you naked.

It is not remoteness of feeling in Woolf, it is excess; the unbearable quiver of nerves and the heart pounding. It is exposure.
And it is exactness.”

– Jeanette Winterson, Art Objects: Essays on Ecstasy and Effrontery

 

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2 thoughts on “love in slow motion: big-skies, trees passing, waves pulling…

  1. I have yet to read one of her books – shame faced – and have been wanting to since I watched The Hours. Now, thanks to this beautiful post, I want to read her even more!

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