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For the eye has this strange property: it rests only on beauty.
Virginia Woolf
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Virginia Woolf
Age: 59 †
Born: 1882
Born: January 25
Died: 1941
Died: March 28
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Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story, so that when one matter is despatched—love for instance—we go on, in an orderly manner, to the next.
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I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on pavement.
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As I grow old I hate the writing of letters more and more, and like getting them better and better.
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A thousand things to be written had I time: had I power. A very little writing uses up my capacity for writing.
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I will go down with my colours flying.
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Above all you must illumine your own soul with its profundities and its shallows, and its vanities and its generosities, and say what your beauty means to you or your plainness, and what is your relation to the ever-changing and turning world.
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At 46 one must be a miser only have time for essentials.
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No passion is stronger in the breast of a man than the desire to make others believe as he believes. Nothing so cuts at the root of his happiness and fills him with rage as the sense that another rates low what he prizes high.
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The habit of writing for my eye is good practice. It loosens the ligaments.
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I will dream today for I must unscrew my head somehow.
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