Travelers are much at the mercy of phrases ... vast generalizations formulate in their exposed brains.
Virginia WoolfFor 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.
Virginia WoolfFor this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.
Virginia Woolf