Her own life is one of the challenges she faced and she overcame them against great odds, but in the end, she gave up the fight and became just like the moth - quiet, unassuming and even trapped. She chooses not to help the moth just as she perhaps considers that there is no one who can help it because she realises that death is relentless. She is perhaps, like the moth, making her last attempt at survival; Woolf committed suicide before this essay went to print. Suffering is part of the process of life or, in fact, the process of death, as she is suggesting that the two overlap and it is not necessarily clear where living ceases and dying begins, only that "it came over me that the failure and awkwardness were the approach of death." She is as much in awe of death as she is of
Her own life is one of the challenges she faced and she overcame them against great odds, but in the end, she gave up the fight and became just like the moth - quiet, unassuming and even trapped. She chooses not to help the moth just as she perhaps considers that there is no one who can help it because she realises that death is relentless. She is perhaps, like the moth, making her last attempt at survival; Woolf committed suicide before this essay went to print. Suffering is part of the process of life or, in fact, the process of death, as she is suggesting that the two overlap and it is not necessarily clear where living ceases and dying begins, only that "it came over me that the failure and awkwardness were the approach of death." She is as much in awe of death as she is of