Virginia Woolf Quotes, Illusion Quotes, Praise Quotes

Why, if it was an illusion, not praise the catastrophe, whatever it was, that destroyed illusion and put truth in it's place?

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The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still reading. They took his taper away, and he bred glow-worms to serve his purpose. They took the glow-worms away and he almost burnt the house down with a tinder.

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I have had my vision.

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It rasped her, though, to have stirring about in her this brutal monster! to hear twigs cracking and feel hooves planted down in the depths of that leaf-encumbered forest, the soul; never to be content quite, or quite secure, for at any moment the brute would be stirring, this hatred.

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There is much to support the view that it is clothes that wear us, and not we, them.

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You cannot find peace by avoiding life.

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The real novelist, the perfectly simple human being, could go on, indefinitely imaging.

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This is an important book, the critic assumes, because it deals with war. This is an insignificant book because it deals with the feelings of women in a drawing-room.

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Why is life so tragic; so like a little strip of pavement over an abyss. I look down; I feel giddy; I wonder how I am ever to walk to the end.

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As for my next book, I won't write it till it has grown heavy in my mind like a ripe pear; pendant, gravid, asking to be cut or it will fall.

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When people are happy they have a reserve upon which to draw, whereas she was like a wheel without a tyre

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And now more than anything I want beautiful prose. I relish it more and more exquisitely.

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In any case life is but a procession of shadows, and God knows why it is that we embrace them so eagerly, and see them depart with such anguish, being shadows.

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Yes, she thought, laying down her brush in extreme fatigues, I have had my vision.

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A thousand things to be written had I time: had I power. A very little writing uses up my capacity for writing.

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Each had his own business to think of. Each had his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart; and his friends could only read the title.

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There is no stability in this world. Who is to say what meaning there is in anything? Who is to foretell the flight of a word? It is a balloon that sails over tree-tops. To speak of knowledge is futile. All is experiment and adventure. We are forever mixing ourselves with unknown quantities. What is to come? I know not. But, as I put down my glass I remember; I am engaged to be married. I am to dine with my friends tonight. I am Bernard.

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It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.

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Death is woven in with the violets,” said Louis. “Death and again death.”)

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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.

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