Unless you catch ideas on the wing and nail them down, you will soon cease to have any.
Virginia WoolfYet there are moments when the walls of the mind grow thin; when nothing is unabsorbed, and I could fancy that we might blow so vast a bubble that the sun might set and rise in it and we might take the blue of midday and the black of midnight and be cast off and escape from here and now.
Virginia WoolfI feel my brains, like a pear, to see if it's ripe; it will be exquisite by September.
Virginia WoolfFor love... has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together
Virginia Woolf