Maxioms by Virginia Woolf
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.
Language is wine upon the lips.
Language is wine upon the lips.
Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
