“What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one.”
― from TO THE LIGHTHOUSE By Virginia Woolf, 1927
2022年9月1日 星期四
a pilgrim, an explorer, a man with a destiny
Fiction by John Cheever, from 1964: “Making his way home by an uncommon route gave him the feeling that he was a pilgrim, an explorer, a man with a destiny.” #NewYorkerArchive
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