134 ordspråk av Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf
Life for both sexes is arduous, difficult, a perpetual struggle. More than anything... it calls for confidence in oneself...And how can we generate this imponderable quality most quickly? By thinking that other people are inferior to oneself.
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Life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning
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Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.
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Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others
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Masterpieces are not single and solitary births; they are the outcome of many years of thinking in common, of thinking by the body of the people, so that the experience of the mass is behind the single voice.
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Mental fight means thinking against the current, not with it. It is our business to puncture gas bags and discover the seeds of truth.
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Methinks the human method of expression by sound of tongue is very elementary, and ought to be substituted for some ingenious invention which should be able to give vent to at least six coherent sentences at once.
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Money dignifies what is frivolous if unpaid for
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Most of a modest woman's life was spent, after all, in denying what, in one day at least of every year, was made obvious.
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My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery -always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What's this passion for?
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Nothing has really happened until it has been recorded
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Nothing induces me to read a novel except when I have to make money by writing about it. I detest them.
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Novels so often provide an anodyne and not an antidote, glide one into torpid slumbers instead of rousing one with a burning brand.
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Now, aged 50, I'm just poised to shoot forth quite free straight and undeflected my bolts whatever they are.
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Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order.
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