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He had made them come. He had forced them to come in. In their anger they hoped that the breeze would never rise, that he might be thwarted in every possible way, since he had forced them to come against their wills.

And then, and then- this was one of those moments when an enormous need urged him, without being conscious what it was, to approach any woman, to force them, he did not care how, his need was so great, to give him what he wanted: sympathy.

It's beautiful, unlike anything I read yet!!
Then, knowing he was watching her, instead of saying anything she turned, holding her stocking, and looked at him. And she looked at him she began to smile, for though she had not said a word, he knew, of course, he knew, that she loved him. He could not deny it. And smiling she looked out of window and said (thinking to herself, Nothing on earth can equal this happiness)

Woolf-beauty !!
The truth was that he did not enjoy family life. It was in this sort of state that one asked oneself, does one take all these pains for the humans race to go on ? Is it so very desirable ? Are we attractive as a species ? Not so very, he thought, looking at those untidy boys. His favorite, Cam, was in bed, he supposed. Foolish questions, vain questions, questions one never asked if one was occupied

"They've come back!" she exclaimed, and at once she felt much more annoyed with them relieved. Then she wondered, had it happened?

-why he needed always praise; why so brave a man in thought should be so timid in life; how strangely he was venerable and laughable at one and the same time.