Category: Virginia Woolf
What does the brain matter compared with the heart?
Love, the poet said, is woman’s whole existence.
Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
Books are the mirrors of the soul.
Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.
He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.
You cannot find peace by avoiding life.
For most of history, Anonymous was a woman.
Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice?
