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“Look here Vita — throw over your man, and we’ll go to Hampton Court and dine on the river together and walk in the garden in the moonlight and come home late and have a bottle of wine and get tipsy, and I’ll tell you all the things I have in my head, millions, myriads — They won’t stir by day, only by dark on the river. Think of that. Throw over your man, I say, and come.”
― Virginia Woolf

“Hearts are made to be broken.”
― Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

“I think sometimes I am not a woman, but the light that falls on this gate, on this ground. I am the seasons, I think sometimes, January, May, November; the mud, the mist, the dawn.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“You’re the only person I’ve ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out