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Really I don't like human nature unless all candied over with art.
Virginia Woolf
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Virginia Woolf
Age: 59 †
Born: 1882
Born: January 25
Died: 1941
Died: March 28
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We live in constant danger of coming apart. The mystery of why we do not always come apart is the animating tension of all art.
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A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.
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scarcely a human being in the course of history has fallen to a woman's rifle the vast majority of birds and beasts have been killed by you, not by us. Obviously there is for you some glory, some necessity, some satisfaction in fighting which we have never felt or enjoyed.
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Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!
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For the eye has this strange property: it rests only on beauty.
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Words belong to each other.
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As an experience, madness is terrific ... and in its lava I still find most of the things I write about.
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Use words that soak up life.
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He began to search among the infinite series of impressions which time had laid down, leaf upon leaf, fold upon fold softly, incessantly upon his brain among scents, sounds voices, harsh, hollow, sweet and lights passing, and brooms tapping and the wash and hush of the sea.
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Romantic Love is only an Illusion. A story one makes up in One's Mind about Another Person.
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Happiness is to have a little string onto which things will attach themselves.
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There'll be oceans of talk and emotions without end.
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For books continue each other, in spite of our habit of judging them separately.
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It is a thousand pities never to say what one feels.
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For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year?
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I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.
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Marvelous are the innocent.
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