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09/05/2008, 15:59
Virginia Woolf (1882 - 1941)
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people. The Moment
Humour is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue. The Common Reader: First Series
It is just when opinions universally prevail and we have added lip service to their authority that we become sometimes most keenly conscious that we do not believe a word that we are saying. The Common Reader
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. Jacob's Room
Why are women...so much more interesting to men than men are to women? A Room of One's Own
Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size. A Room of One's Own
Let us not take it for granted that life exists more fully in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small. The Common Reader: First Series, "Modern Fiction"
I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. Her last letter to her husband Leonard Woolf before her suicide by drowning.
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people. The Moment
Humour is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue. The Common Reader: First Series
It is just when opinions universally prevail and we have added lip service to their authority that we become sometimes most keenly conscious that we do not believe a word that we are saying. The Common Reader
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. Jacob's Room
Why are women...so much more interesting to men than men are to women? A Room of One's Own
Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size. A Room of One's Own
Let us not take it for granted that life exists more fully in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small. The Common Reader: First Series, "Modern Fiction"
I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. Her last letter to her husband Leonard Woolf before her suicide by drowning.