Monks House Album, Album III, page 54. © Virginia

Monks House Album, Album III, page 54. © Virginia Woolf

'So she might have walked until she had lost all knowledge of her way, had it not been for the interruption of a tree, which, although it did not grow across her path, stopped her as effectively as if the branches had struck her in the face. It was an ordinary tree, but to her it appeared so strange that it might have been the only tree in the world. Dark was the trunk in the middle, and the branches sprang here and there, leaving jagged intervals of light between them as distinctly as if it had but that second risen from the ground. Having seen a sight that would last her for a lifetime, and for a lifetime would preserve that second, the tree once more sank into the ordinary ranks of trees, and she was able to seat herself in its shade and to pick the red flowers with the thin green leaves which were growing beneath it.'

— The Voyage Out, chap. XIII

© guillemette m. from The Voyage Out

Mercredi 13 février

rencontre avec Catherine Bernard (Université de Paris VII).




Samedi 23 février

hôpital.

Lundi 25 février

hôpital.

départ de Julie Fischer vers les territoires inconnus.