"A million candles burnt in him without..." - Quote by Virginia Woolf
A million candles burnt in him without his being at the trouble of lighting a single one
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“Writing is still like heaving bricks over a wall.”
“He looked very old. He looked, James thought, getting his head now against the Lighthouse, now against the waste of waters running away into the open, like some old stone lying on the sand; he looked as if he had become physically what was always at the back of both of their minds-that loneliness which was for both of them the truth about things.”
“Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.”
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“When the uncarved wood is split, its parts are put to use. When the sage is put to use, he becomes the head.”
“The limit of your present understanding is not the limit of your possibilities.”
“I will fight for my children on any level so they can reach their potential as human beings and in their public duties.”