“But he had never got on well with old Parry, that querulous, weak-kneed old man, Clarissa’s father, Justin Parry.
‘I often wish I’d got on better with your father,’ he said.
‘But he never liked any one who — our friends,’ said Clarissa; and could have bitten her tongue for thus reminding Peter that he had wanted to marry her.”
-Woolf, Virginia. Mrs. Dalloway. Harcourt, Inc, 2005, page 41