Pressure of Rapture: February 5, 2016

Clocks -- Color Reduction Woodcut

It was a sudden revelation, a tinge like a blush which one tried to check and then, as it spread, one yielded to its expansion, and rushed to the farthest verge and there quivered and felt the world come closer, swollen with some astonishing significance, some pressure of rapture, which split its thin skin and gushed and poured with an extraordinary alleviation over the cracks and sores!  Then, for that moment, she had seen an illumination; a match burning in a crocus; an inner meaning almost expressed.  

Mrs. Dalloway  (31)