Beauty Quote by Virginia Woolf

“No sooner have you feasted on beauty with your eyes than your mind tells you that beauty is vain and beauty passes”

Virginia Woolf

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“Across the broad continent of a woman's life falls the shadow of a sword. On one side all is correct, definite, orderly; the paths are straight, the trees regular, the sun shaded; escorted by gentlemen, protected by policemen, wedded and buried by clergymen, she has only to walk demurely from cradle to grave and no one will touch a hair…

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A veil of insanity everywhere: Oh why I was born in this age? It is a terrible age.

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“What a vast fertility of pleasure books hold for me! (...) I think I could happily live here & read forever.”

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