“She said to herself, As we are a doomed race, chained to a sinking ship (her favourite reading as a girl was Huxley and Tyndall, and they were fond of these nautical metaphors), as the whole thing is a bad joke, let us, at any rate, do our part; mitigate the suffering of our fellow-prisoners (Huxley again); decorate the dungeon with flowers and air-cushions; be as decent as we possibly can.” (Woolf 117).
This perfectly exemplifies Clarissa’s view on life. She knows that death is coming, is inevitable, as is the passing of time. Nobody is exempt from these things. However, for as long as we are alive, we should make the most of what we have here on earth, and appreciate the beauty of it.
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