Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book shown to him by heart, and his friends can only read the title. – Virginia Woolf
I read the book of Job last night, I dont think God comes out well in it. – Virginia Woolf

Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book shown to him by heart, and his friends can only read the title. – Virginia Woolf
I read the book of Job last night, I dont think God comes out well in it. – Virginia Woolf
It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top. – Virginia Woolf