Fatigue is the safest sleeping draught.
Virginia WoolfMots clés sleep
When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.
Virginia WoolfMots clés death heart grave body
Marvelous are the innocent.
Virginia WoolfMots clés innocent
It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses.
Virginia WoolfMots clés age kill catastrophes deaths diseases murders
Untuk menikmati kebebasan kita harus mengendalikan diri sendiri.
Virginia Woolfsome we know to be dead even though they walk among us; some are not yet born though they go through all the forms of life; other are hundreds of years old though they call themselves thirty-six
Virginia WoolfWhat is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with this extraordinary excitement?
It is Clarissa, he said.
For there she was.
Literature is no one’s private ground, literature is common ground; let us trespass freely and fearlessly and find our own way for ourselves.
Virginia WoolfNo need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.
Virginia WoolfMots clés reassuring true calming
It is as if Emily Brontë could tear up all that we know human beings by, and fill these unrecognizable transparencies with such a gust of life that they transcend reality.
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