she was in a dreamy, amorous, acquiescent mood, domestic, languid a little, as if spiced logs were burning, and it was evening, yet not time to dress, and a thought wet perhaps outside, enough to make the leaves glisten, but a nightingale might be singing even so among the azaleas,
Virginia Woolf, Orlando: A Biography
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A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.
Virginia Woolf
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And so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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No amount of detachment gonna cure you, if you are the problem all along you overlooked.
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Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vanessa Bell (August 1908)
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Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own
[originally published 1929]
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Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry c. February 1920
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"I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life."
-Virginia Woolf.
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Virginia Woolf, The Years
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Virginia Woolf, from The Waves
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During this peculiar September heatwave we are having, I made the pilgrimage to Virginia and Leonard Woolf's house in Sussex.
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