The Waves, Virginia Woolf
I drift in and out of The Waves, reading the odd bit every now and again. But this passage found me when I had just been reading Sylvia Plath's journals and, ironically enough, marking the passages that I felt, as Woolf puts it, 'approve of my own character' (which by the way ended up with a lot of markings - which did worry me ever so slightly, given where those thoughts led her...)
I often wonder whether the traits or feelings in things I read, that I am shocked to find to correspond exactly with my on, are in fact universal human traits. Perhaps it is not so unique, everyone behaves in this way, so my connection is not so shocking. Or perhaps it is in human nature to search for similarities between situations, characters, traits.
I do it a lot. In fact I search for it in books. Similarities in ways of thinking or speaking between myself and authors. Yet it always shocks me when I find one. I just wonder whether it is so rare to find them, and the reason why I do; are they universal traits that everyone relates to, is it because I am out there looking for them, or am I really somehow on the same wavelength as these writers?