Thought as an alphabet of progress. Mr. Ramsay, metaphysician, has reached Q:
Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse (1927).
Much later in the novel: “But now, he felt, it didn’t matter a damn who reached Z (if thought ran like an alphabet from A to Z). Somebody would reach it — if not he, then another.”
Also from this novel
“A scrubbed kitchen table”
Wednesday, February 5, 2020
Reaching Q
By Michael Leddy at 9:04 AM
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