I see through most people; I'm hardly ever wrong. I see at once what they've got in them.
Virginia WoolfIt 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.
Virginia WoolfWhy, he wondered, did people who had been asleep always want to make out that they were extremely wide-awake?
Virginia Woolfmadam," the man cried, leaping to the ground, "you're hurt!" "I'm dead, sir!" she replied. A few minutes later, they became engaged.
Virginia Woolf