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  • #1
    Virginia Woolf
    “As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #2
    Virginia Woolf
    “Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #3
    Virginia Woolf
    “For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fibre of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #4
    Virginia Woolf
    “Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #5
    Virginia Woolf
    “Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #6
    Virginia Woolf
    “Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice?”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #7
    Sylvia Plath
    “The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence. I knew perfectly well the cars were making noise, and the people in them and behind the lit windows of the buildings were making a noise, and the river was making a noise, but I couldn't hear a thing. The city hung in my window, flat as a poster, glittering and blinking, but it might just as well not have been there at all, for all the good it did me.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #8
    Françoise Sagan
    “My love of pleasure seems to be the only consistent side of my character. Is it because I have not read enough?”
    Francoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse

  • #9
    Joan Didion
    “We tell ourselves stories in order to live...We look for the sermon in the suicide, for the social or moral lesson in the murder of five. We interpret what we see, select the most workable of the multiple choices. We live entirely, especially if we are writers, by the imposition of a narrative line upon disparate images, by the "ideas" with which we have learned to freeze the shifting phantasmagoria which is our actual experience.”
    Joan Didion, The White Album

  • #10
    Pam Allyn
    “Reading is like breathing in and writing is like breathing out.”
    Pam Allyn

  • #11
    Han Kang
    “The feeling that she had never really lived in this world caught her by surprise. It was a fact. She had never lived. Even as a child, as far back as she could remember, she had done nothing but endure. She had believed in her own inherent goodness, her humanity, and lived accordingly, never causing anyone harm. Her devotion to doing things the right way had been unflagging, all her successes had depended on it, and she would have gone on like that indefinitely. She didn't understand why, but faced with those decaying buildings and straggling grasses, she was nothing but a child who had never lived.”
    Han Kang, The Vegetarian

  • #12
    Han Kang
    “It's your body, you can treat it however you please. The only area where you're free to do just as you like.”
    Han Kang, The Vegetarian

  • #13
    Virginia Woolf
    “Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.”
    Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

  • #14
    Sarah Kane
    “When depression visits
    I shall hang myself
    to the sound of my lover's breathing”
    Sarah Kane, 4.48 Psychosis

  • #15
    Sarah Kane
    “Once you have perceived that life is very cruel, the only response is to live with as much humanity, humour and freedom as you can.”
    Sarah Kane

  • #16
    Virginia Woolf
    “I'm sick to death of this particular self. I want another.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #17
    Virginia Woolf
    “The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still reading. They took his taper away, and he bred glow-worms to serve his purpose. They took the glow-worms away and he almost burnt the house down with a tinder.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #18
    Sarah Kane
    “I feel your pain but I cannot hold your life in my hands.”
    Sarah Kane, 4.48 Psychosis



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