Maxioms by Virginia Woolf
Life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning.
Life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning.
The man who is aware of himself is henceforward independent; and he is never bored, and life is only too read more
The man who is aware of himself is henceforward independent; and he is never bored, and life is only too short, and he is steeped through and through with a profound yet temperate happiness.
Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his read more
Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title.
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.
It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
