Illusions are to the soul what atmosphere is to the earth.
VIRGINIA WOOLFI have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.
More Virginia Woolf Quotes
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It was a silly, silly dream, being unhappy.
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If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
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Arrange whatever pieces come your way.
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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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But nothing is so strange when one is in love (and what was this except being in love?) as the complete indifference of other people.
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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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Yes, I deserve a spring – I owe nobody nothing.
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I always had the deepest affection for people who carried sublime tears in their silences.
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He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.
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I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual.
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Writing is like sex. First you do it for love, then you do it for your friends, and then you do it for money.
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Intimacy is a difficult art.
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Books are the mirrors of the soul.
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The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality. I like their completeness. I like their anonymity.
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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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