What did Virginia Woolf mean by: Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning? - Virginia Woolf Writer · England Copy
+ O friendship, I too will press flowers between the pages of Shakespeare’s sonnets! Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Flower, Pages, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ Women have burnt like beacons in all the works of all the poets from the beginning of time. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Poet, Poetry, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ Moments like this are buds on the tree of life. Flowers of darkness they are. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Darkness, Flower, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness—I am nothing. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Darkness, Existence, Writing, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ There was no freedom in life, and certainly there was none in death. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Creative, Creativity, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ Unless you catch ideas on the wing and nail them down, you will soon cease to have any. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Ideas, Nails, Wings, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Memories, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
Plant and your spouse plants with you; weed and you weed alone. Explain - Jean-Jacques Rousseau Philosopher · Switzerland
The wind is not helpless for any man’s need, Nor falleth the rain but for thistle and weed. - William Morris Designer · England
So many creeds like the weeds in the sod – so many temples, and only one God. - Frank Lebby Stanton Poet
My hometown was so dull that one time the tide went out and never came back. - Fred Allen Comedian · USA
As inclination changes, thus ebbs and flows the unstable tide of public judgment. - Friedrich Schiller Playwright · Germany
No computer, no gadget, no trickery. I am an animal, it is a plant. I will beat the weed! - Matthew McConaughey Actor · USA
Just like moons and suns, With certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. - Maya Angelou Poet · USA
Weeds are luckier than flowers because they are not killed for their beauties! - Mehmet Murat Ildan Playwright and novelist · Turkey
