". . . to walk alone in..." - Quote by Virginia Woolf

“I have made up thousands of stories; I have filled innumerable notebooks with phrases to be used when I have found the true story, the one story to which all these phrases refer. But I have never yet found the story. And I begin to ask, Are there stories?”

“One must learn to be silent just as one must learn to talk.”

“For nothing was simply one thing.”

“All sorrow has its root in man's inability to sit quiet in a room by himself.”

“In maiden meditation, fancy free.”

“In what concerns you much, do not think that you have companions: know that you are alone in the world.”

“In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp, and trudge; in the bellow and uproar; the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men shuffling and swinging; brass bands; barrel organs; in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved; life; London; this moment in June.”

“If you lived in London, where the whole system is one of false good-fellowship, and you may know a man for twenty years without finding out that he hates you like poison, you would soon have your eyes opened. There we do unkind things in a kind way: we say bitter things in a sweet voice: we always give our friends chloroform when we tear them to pieces.”

“I'm leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it's not raining.”