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  • #1
    Anne Brontë
    “Reading is my favourite occupation, when I have leisure for it and books to read.”
    Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey

  • #2
    Anne Brontë
    “I love the silent hour of night,
    For blissful dreams may then arise,
    Revealing to my charmed sight
    What may not bless my waking eyes.”
    Anne Brontë, Best Poems of the Brontë Sisters

  • #3
    Anne Brontë
    “Smiles and tears are so alike with me, they are neither of them confined to any particular feelings: I often cry when I am happy, and smile when I am sad.”
    Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

  • #4
    Anne Brontë
    “It is foolish to wish for beauty. Sensible people never either desire it for themselves or care about it in others. If the mind be but well cultivated, and the heart well disposed, no one ever cares for the exterior.”
    Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey

  • #5
    Anne Brontë
    “His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.”
    Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

  • #6
    Anne Brontë
    “No, thank you, I don't mind the rain,' I said. I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.”
    Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey

  • #7
    Anne Brontë
    “My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.”
    Anne Brontë

  • #8
    Anne Brontë
    “One bright day in the last week of February, I was walking in the park, enjoying the threefold luxury of solitude, a book, and pleasant weather.”
    Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey

  • #9
    Virginia Woolf
    “Books are the mirrors of the soul.”
    Virginia Woolf, Between the Acts

  • #10
    Virginia Woolf
    “Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #11
    Virginia Woolf
    “What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one.”
    Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

  • #12
    Virginia Woolf
    “Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #13
    Virginia Woolf
    “All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #14
    Virginia Woolf
    “I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Letters of Virginia Woolf: Volume Three, 1923-1928

  • #15
    Virginia Woolf
    “For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.”
    Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

  • #16
    Virginia Woolf
    “She had the perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very, dangerous to live even one day.”
    Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

  • #17
    Albert Camus
    “Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?”
    Albert Camus

  • #18
    Albert Camus
    “But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.”
    Albert Camus

  • #19
    Albert Camus
    “The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”
    Albert Camus

  • #20
    Albert Camus
    “When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.”
    Albert Camus, The First Man

  • #21
    Albert Camus
    “Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but 'steal' some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be.”
    Albert Camus, Notebooks 1951-1959

  • #22
    Albert Camus
    “Life can be magnificent and overwhelming -- that is the whole tragedy. Without beauty, love, or danger it would almost be easy to live. ”
    Albert Camus

  • #23
    Albert Camus
    “What is a rebel? A man who says no.”
    Albert Camus

  • #24
    Albert Camus
    “Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.”
    Albert Camus, Notebooks 1935-1942

  • #25
    Elizabeth Gaskell
    “Oh! sad is the night-time,
    The night-time of sorrow,
    When through the deep gloom, we catch but the boom
    Of the waves that may whelm us to-morrow.”
    Elizabeth Gaskell, Mary Barton

  • #26
    Charles Dickens
    “I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.”
    Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

  • #27
    Sylvia Plath
    “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #28
    Sylvia Plath
    “I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #29
    Sylvia Plath
    “I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #30
    Sylvia Plath
    “The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar



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