Like all her friends, I miss her greatly...But...I am sure there is no case for lamentation...Virginia Woolf got through an immense amount of work, she gave acute pleasure in new ways, she pushed the light of the English language a little further against darkness. Those are facts.

So, two cheers for Democracy: one because it admits variety and two because it permits criticism.

Man has to pick up the use of his functions as he goes along- especially the function of Love.

Hope, politeness, the blowing of a nose, the squeak of a boot, all produce "boum.

Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?

A funeral is not death, any more than baptism is birth or marriage union. All three are the clumsy devices, coming now too late, now too early, by which Society would register the quick motions of man.

The people I respect most behave as if they were immortal and as if society was eternal. Both assumptions are false: both of them must be accepted as true if we are to go on eating and working and loving, and are to keep open a few breathing holes for the human spirit.