To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is...at last, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away.
Virginia WoolfThe profound difference that divides the human race is a question of bait - whether to fish with worms or not.
Virginia WoolfEffort ceases. Time flaps on the mast. There we stop; there we stand. Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame
Virginia Woolf