Virginia Woolf’s personal collection of William Shakespeare’s works.

Virginia Woolf’s personal collection of William Shakespeare’s works.

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via thebloomsburygroup)

hunter s thompson

hunter s thompson

I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me.
– Hunter S Thompson
virginia woolf

virginia woolf

I like people to be unhappy because I like them to have souls. We all have, doubtless, but I like the suffering soul which confesses itself. I distrust this hard, this shiny, this enameled content.
– Virginia Woolf, in a 1926 letter. (via thebloomsburygroup)
Happy is what you realize you are a fraction of a second before it’s too late.
– ali smith
I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.
How free it is, you have no idea how free ——
– from Tulips, Sylvia Plath

‘she felt somehow very like him—the young man who had killed himself. she felt glad that he had done it; thrown it away. the clock was striking. the leaden circles dissolved in the air. he made her feel the beauty; made her feel the fun. but she must go back. She must assemble.’

- Mrs Dalloway, Virginia Woolf


Virginia Woolf’s personal collection of William Shakespeare’s works.

Virginia Woolf’s personal collection of William Shakespeare’s works.

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via thebloomsburygroup)

hunter s thompson

hunter s thompson

I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me.
– Hunter S Thompson
virginia woolf

virginia woolf

I like people to be unhappy because I like them to have souls. We all have, doubtless, but I like the suffering soul which confesses itself. I distrust this hard, this shiny, this enameled content.
– Virginia Woolf, in a 1926 letter. (via thebloomsburygroup)
Happy is what you realize you are a fraction of a second before it’s too late.
– ali smith
I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.
How free it is, you have no idea how free ——
– from Tulips, Sylvia Plath

‘she felt somehow very like him—the young man who had killed himself. she felt glad that he had done it; thrown it away. the clock was striking. the leaden circles dissolved in the air. he made her feel the beauty; made her feel the fun. but she must go back. She must assemble.’

- Mrs Dalloway, Virginia Woolf

"I wouldn’t recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone, but they’ve always worked for me."
"I like people to be unhappy because I like them to have souls. We all have, doubtless, but I like the suffering soul which confesses itself. I distrust this hard, this shiny, this enameled content."
"Happy is what you realize you are a fraction of a second before it’s too late."
"I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted
To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.
How free it is, you have no idea how free ——"

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