Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf
Adeline Virginia Woolf, known professionally as Virginia Woolf, was an English writer and one of the foremost modernists of the twentieth century...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 January 1882
CityLondon, England
british-author submerged truth
Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
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The first duty of a lecturer is to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up between the pages of your notebooks and keep on the mantelpiece forever.
truth light giving
For there is a virtue in truth; it has an almost mystic power. Like radium, it seems to give off forever and ever grains of energy, atoms of light.
truth business mean
Mental fight means thinking against the current, not with it. It is our business to puncture gas bags and discover the seeds of truth.
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It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
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Be truthful, and the result is bound to be amazingly interesting.
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The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality. I like their completeness. I like their anonymity.
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A feminist is any woman who tells the truth about her life
altering aspect believe forever hence
These are the soul's changes. I don't believe in aging. I believe in forever altering one's aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism.
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Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title
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Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others
effort mind
They went in and out of each other's minds without any effort.
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For now she need not think of anybody. She coud be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.
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If we didn't live adventurously, plucking the wild goat by the beard, and trembling over precipices, we should never be depressed, I've no doubt; but already should be faded, fatalistic and aged.