‘How fresh, how calm, stiller than this of course, the air was in the early morning; like the flap of a wave; the kiss of a wave; chill and solemn and yet (for a girl of eighteen as she was ) solemn, feeling as she did, standing there at the open window, that something awful was about to happen; looking at the flowers, :at the trees with the smoke winding off them and the rooks rising, falling; standing and looking until Peter Walsh said, “Musing among the vegetables?–– was that it? –– “I prefer men to cauliflowers” –– was that it?‘
––Mrs. Dalloway. Virginia Woolf.