Virginia Woolf

I feel certain that I'm going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And read more

I feel certain that I'm 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.

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.

Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his read more

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.

It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality

It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality

Language is wine upon the lips.

Language is wine upon the lips.