"A compensação de se envelhecer, pensou Peter Walsh ao sair de Regent's Park, de chapéu na mão, era simplesmente aquela: as paixões continuam tão fortes como sempre, mas obtemos - finalmente! - o poder de adicionar o sabor supremo à existência - o poder de apreendermos a experiência, de a fazermos rodar, lentamente, sob qualquer luz."
Mrs Dalloway, Virginia Woolf.
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It goes on, though... :)
"...A terrible confession it was (he put his hat on again), but now, at the age of fifty-three one scarcely needed people any more. Life itself, every moment of it, every drop of it, here, this instant, now, in the sun, in Regent’s Park, was enough. Too much indeed."
We could discuss the verb to need, for ever, couldn't we?
;)
We could. Also "scarcely" :)
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