“Proust so titillates my own desire for expression that I can hardly set out the sentence. Oh if I could write like… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The Hours is in fact a lovely triumph. Cunningham honors both Mrs. Dalloway and its creator with unerring sensitivity, thanks to his… — Gail Caldwell Copy Share Image
Whether it's Mrs Dalloway's lost love or Thérèse Raquin's burgeoning horror, The Paying Guests reminds us of every great novel we've gasped… — Charlotte Mendelson Copy Share Image
“Like the pulse of a perfect heart, life struck straight through the streets.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The compensation of growing old ... was simply this; that the passion remains as strong as ever, but one has gained --… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Virginia Woolf (January 25, 1882 – March 28, 1941) was an English novelist and essayist regarded as one of the foremost modernist… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She sighed, she snored, not that she was asleep, only drowsy and heavy, drowsy and heavy, like a field of clover in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
At Princeton I wrote my junior paper on Virginia Woolf, and for my senior thesis I wrote on Samuel Beckett. I wrote… — David Duchovny Copy Share Image
