Excerpted and adapted from “Moments of Being”, by Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf sounds like Pete Townshend.
“But there is no Shakespeare, there is no Beethoven ; certainly and emphatically there is no God ; we are the words ; we are the music ; we are the thing itself.” “Moments of Being”, Virginia Woolf
“Listening to you, I get the music. Gazing at you, I get the heat. Following you, I climb the mountain, I get excitement at your feet! Right behind you, I see the millions. On you, I see the glory.”
“Tommy”, Pete Townsend