Цитаты из книги «На маяк», страница 7

Он не гений; он на это не посягает; но он в состоянии или был в состоянии четко вытвердить весь алфавит. А меж тем - завяз на П. Ну, так вперед - к Р.

Чувство, которое не обесчестит и альпиниста, если тот видит, что валит снег и горы канули в муть, и, значит, придется лечь и принять смерть до утра - такое вот чувство нашло на него, разом выцветило глаза и на очередном повороте вдруг превратило его на миг в дряхлого старца. Но нет, он не намерен умирать лежа; он найдет выступ в скале и там, вглядываясь в бурю, не сдаваясь, прорываясь сквозь тьму, он встретит смерть стоя. Никогда ему не добраться до Р.

For there are moments when one can neither think nor feel. And if one can neither think nor feel, she thought, where is one?

At length, desisting, all ceased together, gathered together, all sighed together; all together gave off an aimless gust of lamentation to which some door in the kitchen replied; swung wide; admitted nothing; and slammed to.

...she made herself look in her glass, a little resentful that she had grown old, perhaps, by her own fault.

...as if to be caught happy in a world of misery was for an honest man the most despicable of crimes.

...he now perceives by some pricking in his toes that he lives, and does not on the whole object to live, but requires sympathy, and whisky, and some one to tell the story of his suffering to at once...

...a leader who, now that the snow has begun to fall and the mountain top is covered in mist, knows that he must lay himself down and die before morning comes...

He said, It must rain. He said, It won't rain; and instantly a Heaven of security opened before her.

How then did it work out, all this? How did one judge people, think of them? How did one add up this and that and conclude that it was liking one felt or disliking? And to those words, what meaning attached, after all?

...he belonged... to that great clan which cannot keep this feeling separate from that, but must let future prospects, with their joys and sorrows, cloud what is actually at hand...