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“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

“Tôi khóc những chân trời/ không có/ người bay/ Lại khóc những người bay/ không có/ chân trời.”
― Trần Dần

“I'm not anti-social. I'm just not social.”
― Woody Allen

“Life is too short to read a bad book”
― James Joyce