The weather varies between heavy fog and pale sunshine; My thoughts follow the exact same process.
Virginia WoolfI feel certain that I'm going mad again, I feel we can't go thru another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices
Virginia WoolfThere are moments when one can neither think nor feel, she thought, and if one can neithre feel nor think, where's one?
Virginia WoolfIf people are highly successful in their professions they lose their sense. Sight goes. They have no time to look at pictures. Sound goes. They have no time to listen to music. Speech goes. They have no time for conversation. Humanity goes. Money making becomes so important that they must work by night as well as by day. Health goes. And so competitive do they become that they will not share their work with others though they have more themselves. What then remains of a human being who has lost sight, sound, and sense of proportion? Only a cripple in a cave.
Virginia Woolf