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Here, as The Years (1937) approaches completion, Woolf speaks concretely. What have I been doing all my life? From a letter to… READ MORE
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From a letter to Elizabeth Bowen (12 January 1936): Thanks ever so much for sending the flowers which are in… READ MORE
Territorial Frame (William Wordsworth, “The Ruined Cottage,” Major Works [OUP]) I rose and turned towards a group of trees Which midway in that… READ MORE
The question what is philosophy? can perhaps be posed only late in life [. . .] in a moment of quiet restlessness,… READ MORE
from “Preludes” (1910-11) The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o’clock. The burnt-out ends of… READ MORE
Looked at again and again half consciously by a mind thinking of something else [say, catching a bus or shopping for groceries],… READ MORE
320 There’s a certain Slant of Light Winter Afternoons – That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes – Heavenly… READ MORE
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In the final chapter of Francis Bacon: The Logic of Sensation, Gilles Deleuze writes: We might assume that the [Baconian] diagram… READ MORE
Today I finally got my last desk copy of the semester from Oxford University Press. Here it is: I haven’t… READ MORE
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In Francis Bacon: The Logic of Sensation, Deleuze begins the eleventh chapter, “The Painting before Painting,” It is a mistake to think… READ MORE
Sketching a Present 