In a garden bursting into life
The moth is such an insignificant creature in this enormous world; however, Woolf believes that no matter how small a creature, it is still a complex being that embraces power. It looks out at the world through a window and “[flies] from one corner of his compartment, and after waiting there…to the other,” trying to escape his depressing life and into the one he wishes to be a part of (Woolf 696). The moth is like ordinary people in the world. They look out of their own lives or in the moth’s case a window and wish to be a part of a different life. The butterflies that are able to gaily fly around are like celebrities who are able to live the lives they wish lavishly.
No matter how important a creature seems when it is alive; all individuals have the same impending fate. Death. Death does not wait or bypass anyone, no matter how rich, poor, beautiful, or ugly a being. The butterfly may be able to live a happier life than the moth, which is sadly trapped indoors, but both of them will end up dying. The moth tragically falls upon this fate and is helpless in saving itself. The butterfly, on the other hand, is still to be seen as to living a joyful life, but it too will one day die. No one will be able to defeat death because “death is stronger than I am” (Woolf 697).
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