— Roger Fry / Transformations.
Duncan Grant remembers Bloomsbury and the Dreadnought Hoax
This will put a smile on your face.
Roger Fry, Clive Bell, Duncan Grant, Lytton Strachey, Saxon Sydney-Turner and Vanessa Bell at Asheham House, September 1913.
Where they seem to me to triumph is in having worked out a view of life which was not by any means corrupt or sinister or merely intellectual; rather ascetic and austere indeed; which still holds, and keeps them dining together, and staying together, after 20 years; and no amount of quarelling or success, or failure has altered this. Now I do think this rather creditable. But tell me, who is Bloomsbury in your mind?
Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Gwen Raverat. 1st May 1925.
How do we exist, save on the lips of our friends?
Virginia Woolf, in a letter to Molly MacCarthy. 11th June 1939.
“She had the perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very, dangerous to live even one day.”
- Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway