Mrs. Dalloway, by Virginia Woolf
February 8th, 2006 by Michelle
on the reason for throwing parties:
Here was So-and-so in South Kensington; some one up in Bayswater; and somebody else, in Mayfair. And she felt quite continuously a sense of their existence; and she felt what a waste; and she felt what a pity; and she felt if only they could be brought together; so she did it. And it was an offering; to combine, to create; but to whom?
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