Mrs Dalloway is always giving parties to cover the silence
And again she felt alone in the presence of her old antagonist, life.
Fatigue is the safest sleeping draught.
For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fibre of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver.
The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.
A veil of insanity everywhere: Oh why I was born in this age? It is a terrible age.
Never let anybody guess that you have a mind of your own. Above all be pure
He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.
Language is wine upon the lips.
How remorseless life is!
Life without illusion is a ghostly affair.
Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.
It is a thousand pities never to say what one feels.
When the Day of Judgment dawns and people, great and small, come marching in to receive their heavenly rewards, the Almighty will gaze upon the mere bookworms and say to Peter, “Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them. They have loved reading.
Money dignifies what is frivolous if unpaid for.
These moments of escape are not to be despised. They come too seldom.
Now this is very profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than words. A sight, an emotion, creates this wave in the mind, long before it makes words to fit it.
The mind which is most capable of receiving impressions is very often the least capable of drawing conclusions.
But how entirely I live in my imagination; how completely depend upon spurts of thought, coming as I walk, as I sit; things churning up in my mind and so making a perpetual pageant, which is to be my happiness.
Habits and customs are a convenience devised for the support of timid natures who dare not allow their souls free play.
Once you begin to take yourself seriously as a leader or as a follower, as a modern or as a conservative, then you become a self-conscious, biting, and scratching little animal whose work is not of the slightest value or importance to anybody.
As a woman, I have no country
I have sought happiness through many ages and not found it.
Night had come—night that she loved of all times, night in which the reflections in the dark pool of the mind shine more clearly than by day.
And the poem, I think, is only your voice speaking.
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