Showing posts with label Virginia Woolf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Virginia Woolf. Show all posts

Saturday, 27 June 2009

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"I ransack public libraries, and find them full of sunk treasure."
Virginia Woolf

Tuesday, 26 May 2009

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''Indeed, now that I have fixed my eyes upon it, I feel that I have grasped a plank in the sea; I feel a satisfying sense of reality which at once turns the two Archbishops and the Lord High Chancellor to the shadows of shades. Here is something definite, something real. Thus, waking from a midnight dream of horror, one hastily turns on the light and lies quiescent, worshipping the chest of drawers, worshipping solidity, worshipping reality, worshipping the impersonal world which is a proof of some existence other than ours. That is what one wants to be sure of...''
Virginia Woolf

Monday, 25 May 2009

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"Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends."
Virginia Woolf

Friday, 8 May 2009

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"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semitransparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end."
Virginia Woolf

Wednesday, 22 April 2009

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"This mere woolgathering; this sitting in a chair day in, day out, with a cigarette and a sheet of paper and a pen and an ink pot.''
Virginia Woolf

Tuesday, 14 April 2009

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“It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality.”
Virginia Woolf

Friday, 10 April 2009

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“My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery -always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?”
Virginia Woolf

Monday, 6 April 2009

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“To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is (...) at last, to love it for what it is, and then to put it away.”
Virginia Woolf

Friday, 13 March 2009

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"It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses."
Virginia Woolf

Friday, 23 January 2009

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"She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day."
Virginia Woolf