Maxioms by Virginia Woolf
Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
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.
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.
Life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning.
Life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning.
If one could be friendly with women, what a pleasure -- the relationship so secret and private compared with relations read more
If one could be friendly with women, what a pleasure -- the relationship so secret and private compared with relations with men. Why not write about it truthfully?
