Ruin, weariness, death, perpetually death, stand grimly to confront the other presence of Elizabethan drama which is life: life compact of frigates, fir trees and ivory, of dolphins and the juice of July flowers, of the milk of unicorns and panthersโ breath, of ropes of pearl, brains of peacocks and Cretan wine.
Virginia WoolfPeople only become writers if they can't find the one book they've always wanted to read.
Virginia WoolfThe connection between dress and war is not far to seek; your finest clothes are those you wear as soldiers.
Virginia WoolfWith her foot on the threshold she waited a moment longer in a scene which was vanishing even as she looked, and then, as she moved and took Minta's arm and left the room, it changed, it shaped itself differently; it had become, she knew, giving one last look at it over her shoulder, already the past.
Virginia WoolfYou can't think how I depend on you, and when you're not there the colour goes out of my life.
Virginia Woolf