In 1907, Virginia Woolf is 25 years old and she commits murder. He kills with his bare hands a woman known in England for her purity, her patience. Virginia Woolf would not confess her crime until 1931 at a conference. He tells the scene. He was at his desk. He was trying to write. This woman “too charming” with fresh cheeks, hovered around him. “He wasted my time and tormented me” Virginia justifies herself. So at some point, “I grabbed him by the throat.” Name of his victim. He doesn’t have any. But a few years ago, she explains to the women facing her, everyone praised her in England because she “He excelled in the difficult tasks of family life. if there was a chicken for dinner, he took the leg; if there was a draft, he would sit there.” This woman was a female type, the Angel of the House. Taken from the title of a poem by Coventry Patmore, it referred to the Victorian ideal, Virginia Woolf tells her audience:
Source: Le Figaro
