I do not want to be admired. I want to give, to be given, and solitude in which to unfold my possessions.
Virginia WoolfWhen the Day of Judgment dawns and people, great and small, come marching in to receive their heavenly rewards, the Almighty will gaze upon the mere bookworms and say to Peter, “Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them. They have loved reading.
Virginia WoolfWith twice his wits, she had to see things through his eyes -- one of the tragedies of married life.
Virginia Woolf