More quotes by 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."
"A woman knows very well that, though a wit sends her his poems, praises her judgment, solicits her criticism, and drinks her tea, this by no means signifies that he respects her opinions, admires her understanding, or will refuse, though the rapier is denied him, to run through the body with his pen."
"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."
"Are we so made that we have to take death in small doses daily or we could not go on with the business of living?"