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For how would you like to be shut up for a whole month at a time, and possibly more in stormy weather, upon a rock the size of a tennis lawn? She would ask; and to have no letters or newspapers, and to see nobody; if you were married, not to see your wife, not to know how your children were,– if they were ill, if they had fallen down and broken their legs or arms; to see the same dreary waves breaking week after week, and then a dreadful storm coming, and the windows covered with spray, and birds dashed against the lamp, and the whole place rocking, and not be able to put your nose out of doors for fear of being swept into the sea? How would you like that? She asked, addressing herself particularly to her daughter. So she added, rather differently, one must take them whatever comforts one can.

{Virginia Woolf; To the Lighthouse}

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