"Tell me", he wanted to say, "everything..." - Quote by Virginia Woolf

“And in me too the wave rises. It swells; it arches its back. I am aware once more of a new desire, something rising beneath me like the proud horse whose rider first spurs and then pulls him back. What enemy do we now perceive advancing against us, you whom I ride now, as we stand pawing this stretch of pavement? It is death. Death is the enemy. It is death against whom I ride with my spear couched and my hair flying back like a young man's, like Percival's, when he galloped in India. I strike spurs into my horse. Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!”

“A light here required a shadow there.”

“Arrange whatever pieces come your way.”

“I am sure," cried Catherine, "I did not mean to say anything wrong; but it is a nice book, and why should not I call it so?" "Very true," said Henry, "and this is a very nice day, and we are taking a very nice walk, and you are two very nice young ladies. Oh! It is a very nice word indeed! It does for everything. Originally perhaps it was applied only to express neatness, propriety, delicacy, or refinement—people were nice in their dress, in their sentiments, or their choice. But now every commendation on every subject is comprised in that one word.”

“I love argument, I love debate. I don't expect anyone just to sit there and agree with me, that's not their job.”

“To succeed in sales, simply talk to lots of people every day. And here's what's exciting: There are lots of people!”

“When a man says to me, "I have the intensest love of nature," at once I know that he has none.”

“If it's on Facebook, it all looks the same.”

“it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower.”