The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering. – Virginia Woolf
One has to secrete a jelly in which to slip quotations down people’s throats—and one always secretes too much jelly. – Virginia Woolf

The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering. – Virginia Woolf
One has to secrete a jelly in which to slip quotations down people’s throats—and one always secretes too much jelly. – 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
When the shriveled skin of the ordinary is stuffed out with meaning, it satisfies the senses amazingly. – Virginia Woolf