Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, then to burn like a meteor and leave no dust.
VIRGINIA WOOLFFor this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.
More Virginia Woolf Quotes
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Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.
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I need not hate any man; he cannot hurt me. I need not flatter any man; he has nothing to give me.
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Until we can comprehend the beguiling beauty of a single flower, we are woefully unable to grasp the meaning and potential of life itself.
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Books are the mirrors of the soul.
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Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more.
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Women and fiction remain, so far as I am concerned, unsolved problems.
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No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.
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I need silence, and to be alone and to go out, and to save one hour to consider what has happened to my world, what death has done to my world.
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He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.
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I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.
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Love had a thousand shapes.
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The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.
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Style is a very simple matter; it is all rhythm. Once you get that, you can’t use the wrong words.
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Consolation for those moments when you can’t tell whether you’re the divinest genius or the greatest fool in the world.
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He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams.
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For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.
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Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.
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And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves.
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Love, the poet said, is woman’s whole existence.
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I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual.
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They went in and out of each other’s minds without any effort.
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Friendships, even the best of them, are frail things. One drifts apart.
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I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.
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When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness – I am nothing.
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The depths of the sea are only water after all.
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The extraordinary woman depends on the ordinary woman.
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