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The Waves - opening line
āthe sun had not yet risen. the sea was indistinguishable from the skyā
The Waves - Susan - child
I am a child, I love and I hate
The Waves - Bernard - melting into susan
ābut when we sit together, closeā said Bernard, āwe melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make an unsubstantial territoryā page 9, getting close to susan when she is upsetā
The Waves - Louisā catchphrase
āmy father is a banker in Brisbane and I speak with an Australian accentā
The Waves - Rhoda - I amā¦
I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing
The Waves - Rhoda - School
āthis great company, all dressed in brown serge, has robbed me of my identityā
The Waves - Louis on Percival in their youth
ālook at us trooping after him, his faithful servants, to be shot like sheepā
The Waves - Louis - poetry
Yet, it is Percival I need for it is Percival who inspires poetry
The Waves - Rhoda - The Question reference
āi will bind flowers in one garland and clasp them and present them - oh! to whom?
The Waves - neville on percival - poetry
i will send him poetry and he will perhaps respond with a picture postcard
The Waves - louis - ghost
āI am the ghost of Louis, an ephemeral passerby, in whose mind dreams have power, and garden sounds when in the early morning petals float on fathomless depths and the birds singā
The Waves - bernard - entrances and exits
āI have to effect different transitions; have to cover the entrances and exits of several different men who alternatively act their parts as bernardā
The Waves - bernard - real novelist
āthe real novelist, the perfectly simple human being, could go on indefinitely, imagining. He would not integrate as I doā
The Waves - Neville - count identity
āI do not know myself sometimes, or how to measure and name and count out the grains that make me who i am
The Waves - neville -to be recalled
yet how painful to be recalled, to be mitigated, to have oneself adulterated, mixed up, become part of another
The Waves - wish to be a poet - bernard
āand you wish to be a poet; and you wish to be a lover. but the splendid clarity of your intelligence and the remorseless honesty of your intellect [ā¦] bring you to a halt
The Waves - bernard - Bernard; Byron
I am Bernard; I am Byron; I am this, that and the other
The Waves - Jinny - servants
āthe servants, standing here, and again here, take my name, my fresh, unknown name and toss it before me. i enterā
The Waves - bernard - seed
I may have children, may cast a fling of seed wider, beyond this generation, this doom encircled populationā
The Waves - Bernard - darkness
Louis, Neville, Susan, Jinny, Rhoda - with them I am many sided. They fetch me from darkness
The Waves - Susan - fingers
āmy square tipped fingernails which I at once hid under the tableā
The Waves - Bernard about Percival - hero
he is conventional; he is a hero. the little boys trooped after him on the playing field
The Waves - Rhoda - fear
if I could believe,ā said Rhoda āthat I should grow old in pursuit and change, I should be rid of my fear: nothing persists
The Waves - Susan - I hate; I love
I hate jinny because she shows me that my hands are red, my nails are bitten.. I love with such a ferocity that it kills me when the object of my love shows by a phrase he can escape.ā
The Waves - Bernard - Percival advances
Percival advances; Percival rides a flea bitten mare and wears a sun-helmet. By applying the standards of the west, by using the violent language that is natural to him, the bullock-cart is righted in less than five minutes. The oriental problem is solved
The Waves - Susan v Jinny on their feelings towards percival
Susan: āit is hate, it is love.ā V jinny āit is love⦠it is hateā.
The Waves - Susan - chain
āA circle has been cast on the waters; a chain is imposed. we shall never flow freely again.ā
The Waves - Neville reaction to Percivalās death (2 quotes)
āthe sails of the world have swung round and caught me on the head. all is over.ā / āmy past is cut from meā
The Waves - Rhoda - tribute
this is my tribute to Percival: withered violets, blackened violets
The Waves - Jinny - between us
between us, you say, we could build cathedrals, dictate politics, condemn men to death, and administer the affairs of several public offices.
The Waves - Neville - time passes
time passes, yes. And we grow old. But to sit with you, alone with you, here in London, in this firelit room, you there, I here, is all⦠our mean lives, unsightly as they are, put on splendour and have meaning only under the eyes of love
The Waves - Bernard - time
time, which is a sunny pasture covered with a dancing light, time, which is widespread as a field at midday, becomes pendant. Time tempers to a point.
The Waves - Neville - new chapter
let us begin this new chapter, and observe the formation of this new, of this unknown, strange, altogether unidentified and terrifying experienceā
The Waves - merely Neville
I am merely Neville to you, who see the narrow limits of my life and the line cannot pass. But to myself I am immeasurable; a net whose fibres pass imperceptibly beneath the worldā
The Waves - Louis - abysses of time
our separate drops are dissolved; we are extinct, lost in the abysses of time, in the darknessā
The Waves - Jinny - timeās fangs
ātimeās fangs have ceased their devouring. We have triumphed over the abysses of space, with rouge, with powder, with flimsy pocket handkerchiefs.
The Waves - description before final section of the book; reminiscent of first line
now the sun had sunk. Sea and sky were indistinguishable
The Waves - Bernard - separate bodies
louis was disgusted by the nature of human flesh; Rhoda by our cruelty; Susan could not share; Neville wanted order; Jinny love and so on. We suffered terribly as we became separate bodiesā
The Waves - Bernard - lullaby
no lullaby has ever occurred to me capable of singing him to rest
The Waves - Bernard - no past no future
āthere was no past, no future; merely the moment in its ring of night and our bodies; and the inevitable climax, the ecstasyā
The Waves - Bernard - phrases and fragments
some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends, I to my own heart, I to seek amongst phrases and fragments something unbrokenā
The Waves - Bernard - clock tick
āyes, but suddenly one hears a clock tick. We who had been so immersed in this world, became aware of another.
The Waves - Final line
the waves broke against the shore