The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering. – Virginia Woolf
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people. – Virginia Woolf

The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering. – Virginia Woolf
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people. – Virginia Woolf
Let a man get up and say, Behold, this is the truth, and instantly I perceive a sandy cat filching a piece of fish in the background. Look, you have forgotten the cat, I say. – Virginia Woolf
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well. – Virginia Woolf