"There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people."

While reading this I found myself thinking, this doesn't sound like her, it's way too simple... but then a few pages in my mind went wide and dizzy: oh but it is Virginia Woolf! In all her unadulterated glory!

This book is like a sunny afternoon, she has an intricate way of drawing you into worlds of her own. People, places, thoughts and trees. I couldn't resist going where she took me. I have become invested in the Pargiter family, every chapter makes me hungry for what's to come next, what's to become of the characters? Do they live their best lives? How do the seasons change for them? Going through the chapters - which are sometimes decades apart or just a mere couple of years - we get a glimpse of how the characters change and shift, their thoughts and emotions, the skin on their faces, and it's ever so interesting.

There are many beautiful sentences in this book, it's almost hard to choose what to include in this review. I honestly can't think of anyone right now who holds a candle to V. Woolf and I can't wait for my next read.