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What is amusing now had to be taken in desperate earnest once.
Virginia Woolf
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Virginia Woolf
Age: 59 †
Born: 1882
Born: January 25
Died: 1941
Died: March 28
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Tell me, he wanted to say, everything in the whole world - for he had the wildest, most absurd, extravagant ideas about poets and poetry - but how to speak to a man who does not see you? who sees ogres, satyrs, perhaps the depth of the sea instead?
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To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain. And then to want and not to have- to want and want- how that wrung the heart, and wrung it again and again!
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When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.
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For beyond the difficulty of communicating oneself, there is the supreme difficulty of being oneself.
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You have a touch in letter writing that is beyond me. Something unexpected, like coming round a corner in a rose garden and finding it still daylight.
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I need silence, and to be alone and to go out, and to save one hour to consider what has happened to my world, what death has done to my world.
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The habit of writing for my eye is good practice. It loosens the ligaments.
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Nothing, however, can be more arrogant, though nothing is commoner than to assume that of Gods there is only one, and of religions none but the speaker’s.
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I grow numb I grow stiff. How shall I break up this numbness which discredits my sympathetic heart?
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Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?
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I [who] am perpetually making notes in the margin of my mind for some final statement.
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