Virginia Woolf’s To the Lighthouse presents three different sections, spanning a decade, each told in a different way. The second section, “Time Passes”, although rather short, makes its way through ten years including World War I, whereas “The Window” covers only an evening or so. While the “The Window” addresses time as relative to one’s thoughts, emotions, and consciousness, “Time Passes” is told from the perspective that time is independent from human life. That is to say that the hours, days, and years that make up time will continue to pass by at the same rate that they always have.
Throughout the passage, Woolf personifies inanimate objects such as the draft that sweeps through the house during the time when the family is away. She describes the drafts as “smoothly brushing the walls, they passed on musingly as if asking the red and yellow roses on the wall-paper whether they would fade, and questioning (gently, for there was time at their disposal) the torn letters in the waste-paper basket, the flowers, the books, all of which were now open to them and asking, “Were they allies? Were they enemies? How long would they endure?” (126). She also touches on the isolation and confusion which WWI wrought. A sense of personal and national identity was lost during the war, especially in England. Similarly, Woolf posits how the objects in the house have lost their identity because the people who give there lives meaning are gone. Woolf elaborate continually through the section on how time infects all things such as “some faded skirts and coats in wardrobes- those alone kept the human shape and in the emptiness indicated how once they were filled and animated” (129). She also hints at the emptiness of the post-war world as all of the material items of the millions of young men lost to the war remain and how they are the only reminders of their lives. While “Time Passes” puts a large emphasis on the role of time in nature and in aging the house, it gives very little consideration to the Ramsays and their friends. References to them are given in brackets, such as “[Prue Ramsay, leaning on her father’s arm, was given in marriage. What, people said, could have been more fitting? And, they added, how beautiful she looked!]” Human life is more or less an afterthought in the grand scheme of life. Time continues to push forward, thrusting humanity along with it, regardless of whether or not people are ready for it. People and things may fade, but time marches on.