Those comfortably padded lunatic asylums which are known, euphemistically, as the stately homes of England. – 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
Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size. – Virginia Woolf
Its not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us its the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses. – Virginia Woolf