literature meme ∙ [3/6] prose writers ∙ virginia woolf
“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.” // “When, however, one reads of a witch being ducked, of a woman possessed by devils, of a wise woman selling herbs, or even of a very remarkable man who had a mother, then I think we are on the track of a lost novelist, a suppressed poet, of some mute and inglorious Jane Austen, some Emily Bronte who dashed her brains out on the moor or mopped and mowed about the highways crazed with the torture that her gift had put her to. Indeed, I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.”
Born on this day in 1882, Virginia Woolf is one of the best loved and most admired writers of the twentieth century.
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Typescripts eight and nine of “Time Passes” section from Virginia Woolf’s To The Lighthouse. (via violentwavesofemotion)
Virginia Woolf’s dedication of “Night And Day” to her sister, Vanessa Bell.