Disappointment is widespread
with Mrs. Dalloway, in bed.
Septimus spreads his wings to fly.
freedom only in goodbye
"She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on... far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day."
"Did it matter then... that she must inevitably cease completely; all this must go on without her; did she resent it; or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely?"
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