I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.

10 years old Virginia Woolf and three of her siblings, 1892. @ Photographic album owned by her sister, Vanessa Bell.

I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments - not to people.

In this world there are only two tragedies. One is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.

Books are the mirrors of the soul.

Virginia Woolf reading a book, 1900.

The percentage of Lesbians is rising, all because of you.

I could go back through the long corridor of sunny mornings, boring my way through hundreds of Augusts,

Virginia Woolf, 1902 (20 years old) and 1925 (43 years old).

I feel a thousand capacities spring up in me. I am arch, gay, BRAZILIAN, languid, melancholy by turns. I am rooted, but I flow.

Luke O'Neil@lukeoneil47.bsky.social · 2y ago

RIP but also a very funny sentence

The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.

What a privilege it is to be so insignificant!

Find me a house where no one can ever come.

I like talking to you, but to no one else in the whole world.