Virginia Woolf

Language is wine upon the lips.

Language is wine upon the lips.

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.

The first duty of a lecturer--to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up read more

The first duty of a lecturer--to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up between the pages of your notebooks and keep on the mantlepiece forever.

Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.

Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.

In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.

In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.