From
this I reach what I might call a philosophy; at any rate it is a constant idea
of mine; that behind the cotton wool is hidden a 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.Quotations from Virginia Woolf, often (but not always) linked to flowers, usually inspired by what is in bloom, and accompanied by my photos and artwork or that of friends. If a photo is not attributed, I took it. (Quotations are from the standard American editions: mostly the annotated Harcourt Brace series edited by Mark Hussey)
Sunday, March 20, 2016
A Pattern Behind the Cotton Wool: March 19, 2016
From
this I reach what I might call a philosophy; at any rate it is a constant idea
of mine; that behind the cotton wool is hidden a 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.
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