Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order. – Virginia Woolf
The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering. – Virginia Woolf
Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order. – Virginia Woolf
The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering. – Virginia Woolf
When the shriveled skin of the ordinary is stuffed out with meaning, it satisfies the senses amazingly. – Virginia Woolf
Nothing induces me to read a novel except when I have to make money by writing about it. I detest them. – Virginia Woolf