tinsel
(noun) Showy or superficial attractiveness or glamour
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gig lamps
(historical) Either of the lamps on either side of a gig carriage; a headlamp
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in thrall
(noun) The state of being in someone's power, or of having great power over someone
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shipshape
(adj.) In good order; trim and neat
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crevice
(noun) A narrow opening or fissure, especially in a rock or wall
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chink
(none) A narrow opening, typically one that admits light
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Fielding
Henry Fielding? If yes, he (22 April 1707 – 8 October 1754) was an English novelist and dramatist
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For the moderns 'that ', the point of interest, lies very likely in the dark places of psychology
Referring to her own mental illness? Post-WW1 experience and emotions? This is like how the aftermath of WWII has stimulated absurdist views.
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so that, if a writer were a free man and not a slave, if he could write what he chose, not what he must, if he could base his work upon his own feeling and not upon convention
But do writers have 'free will'? Does anyone have 'free will'? Is anyone truly free to choose from all the options in the world? Are not our decisions shaped by our experiences and inherent nature?
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we mean by it that they write of unimportant things; that they spend immense skill and immense industry making the trivial and the transitory appear the true and the enduring.
Can it be argued that those things are not unimportant at all, since it is what 'the trivial and the transitory' that we should treasure? Of course there are different schools of thoughts, and some writers believe in composing narratives of the ordinary and mundane and using the norms to reflect the truth. However, since some things are so fleeting, perhaps only art can be used as a means to capture the essence of them.
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His characters live abundantly, even unexpectedly, but it remains to ask how do they live, and what do they live for? More and more they seem to us, deserting even the well-built villa in the Five Towns, to spend their time in some softly padded first-class railway carriage, pressing bells and buttons in-numerable; and the density to which they travel so luxuriously becomes more and more unquestionably an eternity of bliss spent in the very best hotel in Brighton.
Can it be said that art is a rich man's game, that art is only viable when a stable economic basis is present?
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his
Hmm, interesting how Woolf uses the male pronoun here for 'the writer'
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