Celeste Barrameda

“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. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

“Do you see over yonder, friend Sancho, thirty or forty hulking giants? I intend to do battle with them and slay them.”
― Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra, Don Quixote

“There are few who are worthy to understand what I feel. [...] I seek out those who are of this chosen few, and I avoid the rest.”
― Marcel Proust, In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower

“When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don't seem to matter very much, do they?”
― Virginia Woolf