Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue. – Virginia Woolf
For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year? – Virginia Woolf
Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top. – Virginia Woolf
There is much to support the view that it is clothes that wear us and not we them; we may make them take the mould of arm or breast, but they would mould our hearts, our brains, our tongues to their liking. – Virginia Woolf