The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lov... - Virginia Woolf, Orlando
"The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice."
"The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice."
"By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. 'Tis the waking that kills us. He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life."
"Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, then to burn like a meteor and leave no dust."
"He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life."
"Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice?"
"For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fibre of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver."