Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue. – Virginia Woolf
The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. – Virginia Woolf
Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue. – Virginia Woolf
The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. – 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
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