Mrs Dalloway (Oxford World’s Classics)

as if she had flung herself on the earth, rid of all ties, to observe curiously, to speculate boldly, to consider the whys and the wherefores,

What is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with extraordinary excitement?

It is Clarissa, he said.

For there she was.

What does the brain matter,’ said Lady Rosseter, getting up, ‘compared with the heart?’