These are the soul's changes. I don't believe in ageing. I believe in forever altering one's aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism.
Virginia WoolfI like the unreality of your mind; the whole thing is very splendid and voluptuous and absurd.
Virginia WoolfNow begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet.
Virginia WoolfI feel my brains, like a pear, to see if it's ripe; it will be exquisite by September.
Virginia Woolf