That Kindred line is gripping; I'd forgotten! It's been years, so I should re-read…

Predictable for anyone who knows me, but the opening to Mrs Dalloway -- not "flowers herself" but the lines that come immediately after. What a lark! What a plunge! … First‌‌ a‌‌ warning,‌‌ musical;‌‌ then‌‌ the‌‌ hour,‌‌ irrevocable.‌‌ The‌‌ leaden‌‌ circles‌‌ dissolved‌‌ in‌‌ the‌‌ air.‌‌ Such‌‌ fools‌‌ we‌‌ are,‌‌ she‌‌ thought,‌‌ crossing‌‌ Victoria‌‌ Street.‌‌ For‌‌ Heaven‌‌ only‌‌ knows‌‌ why‌‌ one‌‌ loves‌‌ it‌‌ so…

It is like splashing into cool water. The rhythm is like divine inspiration; it sucks me in at once, and I feel that delicate morning coolth that comes before a hot day breaks.