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Virginia Woolf – Jacob’s Room

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I found the whole story a shrine to Jacob Flanders, he is the real plot of the inexistent storyline. It’s like a sketch of the Great Gatsby, rather seen through the eyes of the other characters. The dialogues, the life quotes, the wishful thinking are modern, yet Jacob is not present. It’s like the story of the soul inside from outside. A rather original form of writing and describing a character’s fundamentals and rules of life. The beginnings of Virginia Woolf…. “The strange thing about life is that though the nature of it must have been apparent to every one for hundreds of years, no one has left any adequate account of it. The streets of London have their map; but our passions are uncharted. What are you going to meet if you turn this corner?”  “Life is but a procession of shadows, and God knows why it is that we embrace them so eagerly, and see them depart with such anguish.”  “Why, from the very windows, even in the dusk, you see a swelling run through the street, an aspiration, ...