What did Virginia Woolf mean by: With twice his wits, she had to see things through his eyes — one of the tragedies of married life. - Virginia Woolf Writer · England Copy
+ Yet, it is true, poetry is delicious; the best prose is that which is most full of poetry. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Poetry, Writing, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ Never pretend that the things you haven’t got are not worth having. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ One ought to sink to the bottom of the sea, probably, and live alone with one’s words. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Bottom, Sea, Writing, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ After all, what is a lovely phrase? One that has mopped up as much Truth as it can hold. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Lovely, Phrases, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ It is useless to read Greek in translation; translators can but offer us a vague equivalent. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Greek, Language, Useless, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ You cannot find peace by avoiding life. Feraz Zeid, February 20, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Avoiding, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ it is strange how the dead leap out on us at street corners, or in dreams Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Virginia Woolf, Chaos, Dream, Strange, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
+ As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking. Feraz Zeid, June 10, 2023December 29, 2023, Virginia Woolf, Man, Sexism, 0 - Virginia Woolf Writer · England
The worst tragedy for a poet is to be admired through being misunderstood. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Faithful women are all alike, they think only of their fidelity, never of their husbands. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
A wife loves out of duty, and duty leads to constraint, and constraint kills desire. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
