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More Quotes by Virginia Woolf
Incessant company is as bad as solitary confinement.
For beyond the difficulty of communicating oneself, there is the supreme difficulty of being oneself.
No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.
A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.
How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?
In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.
I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.
I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.
There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something that just evaded her. There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves.
You cannot find peace by avoiding life.
