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.
VIRGINIA WOOLFAnd yet, the only exciting life is the imaginary one.
More Virginia Woolf Quotes
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Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title.
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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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And yet, the only exciting life is the imaginary one.
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Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue.
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I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual.
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I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky.
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Nothing thicker than a knife’s blade separates happiness from melancholy.
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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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I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.
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I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.
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They went in and out of each other’s minds without any effort.
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Arrange whatever pieces come your way.
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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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We are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself.
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I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.
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