“ Are we not acceptable, moon? Are we not lovely sitting together here, I in my satin; he in black and white? Virginia Woolf
“ They all dreamt of each other that night, as was natural, considering how thin the partitions were between them, and how strangely they had been lifted off the earth to sit next each other in mid-ocea… Virginia Woolf
“ For example, if Freud is wrong, as i and many others believe, where does that leave any number of novels and virtually the entire corpus of surrealism, Dada, and certain major forms of expressionism a… Peter Watson
“ A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living': so too with the biography of that self. And just as lives don't stay still, so life-writing can't be fixed and finalised. Our ideas are shi… Hermione Lee
“ I should never be able to fulfill what is,I understand, the first duty of a lecturer-to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up between the pages of your notebooks and kee… Virginia Woolf
“ She sighed, she snored, not that she was asleep, only drowsy and heavy, drowsy and heavy, like a field of clover in the sunshine this hot July day, with the bees going round and about and the yellow b… Virginia Woolf
“ Among the tortures and devastations of life is this then—our friends are not able to finish their stories. Virginia Woolf
