"What greater delight and wonder can there..." - Quote by Virginia Woolf

“A thing there was that mattered; a thing, wreathed about with chatter, defaced, obscured in her own life, let drop every day in corruption, lies, chatter. This he had preserved. Death was defiance. Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossibility of reaching the centre which, mystically, evaded them; closeness drew apart; rapture faded, one was alone. There was an embrace in death.”

“There is no doubt in my mind, that I have found out how to begin (at 40) to say something in my own voice.”

“To let oneself be carried on passively is unthinkable.”

“The life of man is the true romance, which when it is valiantly conduced, will yield the imagination a higher joy than any fiction.”

“Half the walk is but retracing our steps. We should go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the spirit of undying adventure, never to return-prepared to send beck our embalmed hearts only as relics to our desolate kingdoms. If you are ready to leave father and mother, brother and sister, and wife and child and friends and never see them again,-if you have paid your debts and made your will, and settled your affairs and are a free man, then you are ready for a walk.”

“Oh the places you'll go! There is fun to be done!”

“And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.”

“The paperweight was the room he was in, and the coral was Julia's life and his own, fixed in a sort of eternity at the heart of the crystal.”

“It is a pity we can't escape from life when we are young.”