#mrs. dalloway

[mournfulroses]

Virginia Woolf, from her novel titled "Mrs. Dalloway," featured in The Complete Works of Virginia Woolf

[jstor]

"Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.”

One hundred years ago this month, Virginia Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway was published. The novel epitomizes modernism’s drive to capture the fragmented texture of early twentieth-century life and to render psychological landscapes with clarity and nuance.

Read more about Virginia Woolf's contributions to modern literature from JSTOR Daily.

Image: Mrs. Dalloway (first edition, 1925), cover art by Vanessa Bell. Wikimedia Commons.

[lionofchaeronea]

Continuing my intermittent 2026 program of reading classic literature that I'm ashamed never to have gotten to before, I'm reading Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf. It's so beautifully written that it's almost physically painful. Like looking directly at the Sun.

[xxthemoonisdownxx]

Letting the good people of Tumblr.com decide my fate

What book should I read next?

Golden Enclave by Naomi Novik

Mrs. Dalloway by Virgina Woolf

White Nights by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov

Mistborn by Branden Sanderson

Other/see results/ im bald

Voting ended onAug 4

[macrolit]

Book and poetry on emptiness???

Hmm... some that I've read are The Stranger (Camus), Mrs. Dalloway (Woolf), The Unbearable Lightness of Being (Kundera), and Waiting for Godot (Beckett). I like The Unbearable Lightness of Being and Mrs. Dalloway best from these. Poetry? The Waste Land (Eliot) for sure. Maybe Leaves of Grass (Whitman)? Some Emily Dickinson, for sure. Ezra Pound (although he's canceled). I might need some help here, too.

[earlgraytay]

We've been reading a lot of Woolf in my literature class and I'm getting quite fond of her despite her flaws. I'm especially fond of how, in her stream-of-consciousness writing, she keeps having every woman stop and think about how pretty other women are. For example, this minor maid character we spend about 5 seconds with:

"(And Lucy, coming into the drawing-room with her tray held out, put the giant candlesticks on the mantelpiece, the silver casket in the middle, turned the crystal dolphin towards the clock. They would come; they would stand; they would talk in the mincing tones which she could imitate, ladies and gentlemen. Of all, her mistress was loveliest—mistress of silver, of linen, of china, for the sun, the silver, doors off their hinges, Rumpelmayer’s men, gave her a sense, as she laid the paper-knife on the inlaid table, of something achieved. Behold! Behold! she said, speaking to her old friends in the baker’s shop, where she had first seen service at Caterham, prying into the glass. She was Lady Angela, attending Princess Mary, when in came Mrs. Dalloway.)"

there are maidgirls on Tumblr less unhinged than this, which is an achievement

[bookmuseum]

“It was awful, he cried, awful, awful! Still, the sun was hot. Still, one got over things. Still, life had a way of adding day to day.”

—Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway (1925)

[ecranimaginaire]

"How do you trust your feelings when they can just disappear like that?"

TOP 5 FIRST-TIME WATCHES OF FEBRUARY 2025

1. BLUE VALENTINE (2010, dir. Derek Cianfrance) 2. QUEER (2024, dir. Luca Guadagnino) 3. HARD TRUTHS (2024, dir. Mike Leigh) 4. MRS DALLOWAY (1997, dir. Marleen Gorris) 5. TROIS AMIES (2024, dir. Emmanuel Mouret)

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