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He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.
Virginia Woolf
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Virginia Woolf
Age: 59 †
Born: 1882
Born: January 25
Died: 1941
Died: March 28
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Does housekeeping interest you at all? I think it really ought to be just as good as writing and I never see where the separation between the too comes in. At least if you must put books on one side and life on the other, each is a poor and bloodless thing but my theory is that they mix indistinguishable.
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The mind must be allowed to settle undisturbed over the object in order to secrete the pearl.
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For love... has two faces one white, the other black two bodies one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together
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I was in a queer mood, thinking myself very old: but now I am a woman again - as I always am when I write.
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Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.
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They went in and out of each other's minds without any effort.
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He looked very old. He looked, James thought, getting his head now against the Lighthouse, now against the waste of waters running away into the open, like some old stone lying on the sand he looked as if he had become physically what was always at the back of both of their minds-that loneliness which was for both of them the truth about things.
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It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning.
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Am I alone in my egotism when I say that never does the pale light of dawn filter through the blinds of 52 Tavistock Square but I open my eyes and exclaim, Good God! Here I am again! not always with pleasure, often with pain sometimes in a spasm.
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...she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.
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Just in case you ever foolishly forget I'm never not thinking of you
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