"From this I reach which I might call a philosophy; at any rate it is a constant pattern; that we — I mean all human beings — are connected with this; that the whole world is a work of art; that we are parts of the work of art. Hamlet or a Beethoven quartet is the truth about this vast mass that we call the world. But there is no Shakespeare, there is no Beethoven; certainly and emphatically there is no God; we are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself. And I see this when I have a shock."
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—Virginia Woolf, “A Sketch of the Past” (1939)
(one of the epigraphs of my thesis)
(Source: arabella-strange)
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