Quote by Virginia Woolf

Nancy waded out to her own rocks and searched her own pools and let that couple look after themselves. She crouched low down and touched the smooth rubber-like sea anemones, who were stuck like lumps of jelly to the side of the rock. Brooding, she changed the pool into the sea, and made the minnows into sharks and whales, and cast vast clouds over this tiny world by holding her hand against the sun, and so brought darkness and desolation, like God himself, to millions of ignorant and innocent creatures, and then took her hand away suddenly and let the sun stream down. Out on the pale criss-crossed sand, high-stepping, fringed, gauntleted, stalked some fantastic leviathan (she was still enlarging the pool), and slipped into the vast fissures of the mountain side. And then, letting her eyes slide imperceptibly above the pool and rest on that wavering line of sea and sky, on the tree trunks which the smoke of steamers made waver on the horizon, she became with all that power sweeping savagely in and inevitably withdrawing, hypnotised, and the two senses of that vastness and this tininess (the pool had diminished again) flowering within it made her feel that she was bound hand and foot and unable to move by the intensity of feelings which reduced her own body, her own life, and the lives of all the people in the world, for ever, to nothingness. So listening to the waves, crouching over the pool, she brooded.

Nancy waded out to her own rocks and searched her own pools


In this quote, Nancy loses herself in the exploration of a small pool by the beach. As she touches the sea anemones and alters the mini ecosystem, she takes on the role of a creator, holding the power to bring darkness and desolation or light and life. As she enlarges the pool in her imagination, she feels a sense of boundlessness and intensity, yet simultaneously insignificant and immobile. Listening to the waves and crouching over the pool, Nancy experiences a deep contemplation, blurring the boundaries between her own existence and the vastness of the world around her.


By Virginia Woolf
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