"To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion?…There is nobody—here among these grey arches, and moaning pigeons, and cheerful games and traditio...
. . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude.
~ Virginia Woolf ~
. . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude.
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"It was a desire, an echo, a sound; she could drape it in color, see it in form, hear it in music, but not in words; no, never in words. She sighed, te...
"The voice had an extraordinary sadness. Pure from all body, pure from all passion, going out into the world, solitary, unanswered, breaking against ro...
"alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the att...
"Septimus has been working too hard" - that was all she could say to her own mother. To love makes one solitary, she thought.
"Far rather would she that he were dead! She could not sit beside him when he stared so and did not see her and made everything terrible; sky and tree,...
"But we-' she glanced at him as if to ascertain his position, 'we see each other only now and then-''Like lights in a storm-''In the midst of a hurrica...
"Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone.
"For if there are (at a venture) seventy-six different times all ticking in the mind at once, how many different people are there not – Heaven help us ...
"Talk of solitude (...). It is the last resort of the civilised: our souls are so creased and soured in meaning we can only unfold them when we are alo...
"I begin to be impatient of solitude - to feel its draperies hang sweltering, unwholesome about me.
"But I pine in Solitude. Solitude is my undoing.
"But for pain words are lacking. There should be cries, cracks, fissures, whiteness passing over chintz covers, interference with the sense of time, of...
"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. ...
"I want someone to sit beside after the day's pursuit and all its anguish, after its listening, and its waitings, and its suspicions. After quarrelling...