What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one.
Virginia WoolfWe live in constant danger of coming apart. The mystery of why we do not always come apart is the animating tension of all art.
Virginia WoolfLet us not take for granted that life exists more fully in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small.
Virginia WoolfWe are nauseated by the sight of trivial personalities decomposing in the eternity of print.
Virginia Woolf