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  • #1
    Virginia Woolf
    “Yes, I deserve a spring–I owe nobody nothing.”
    Virginia Woolf, A Writer's Diary

  • #2
    Sappho
    “someone will remember us
    I say
    even in another time”
    Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

  • #4
    Taylor Jenkins Reid
    “You do not know how fast you have been running, how hard you have been working, how truly exhausted you are, until somewhat stands behind you and says, “It’s OK, you can fall down now. I’ll catch you.”
    Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

  • #4
    Donna Tartt
    “Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”
    Donna Tartt, The Secret History

  • #5
    Florence Welch
    “It's hard to dance with the Devil on your back, So shake him off.”
    Florence Welch

  • #6
    Madeline Miller
    “He showed me his scars, and in return he let me pretend that I had none.”
    Madeline Miller, Circe

  • #7
    Florence Welch
    “Sometimes I wish for falling
    Wish for the release
    Wish for falling through the air
    To give me some relief
    Because falling's not the problem
    When I'm falling I'm in peace
    It's only when I hit the ground
    It causes all the grief”
    Florence Welch

  • #8
    Florence Welch
    “Sometimes I find that music is so much more attractive than love. I don’t know… It’s like some kind of euphoria, that love can’t bring to you.”
    Florence Welch

  • #9
    Florence Welch
    “A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes.
    I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind.

    The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out.
    You left me in the dark.
    No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight.
    In the shadow of your heart.

    And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat.
    I tried to find the sound.
    But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
    So darkness I became.


    I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map.
    And knew that somehow I could find my way back.
    Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too.
    So I stayed in the darkness with you.”
    Florence Welch Isabella Summers

  • #10
    Virginia Woolf
    “I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #11
    Madeline Miller
    “We are all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both.”
    Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

  • #12
    Virginia Woolf
    “I want to write a novel about Silence," he said; “the things people don’t say.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out

  • #13
    Virginia Woolf
    “I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.”
    Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out

  • #14
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #15
    Emily Dickinson
    “If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.”
    Emily Dickinson

  • #16
    Sappho
    “You are, I think, an evening star,
    the fairest of all the stars.”
    Sappho

  • #17
    Alison Weir
    “I prefer to be left alone with my books.”
    Alison Weir, Innocent Traitor

  • #18
    Virginia Woolf
    “Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #19
    Virginia Woolf
    “The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality. I like their completeness. I like their anonymity.”
    Virginia Woolf

  • #20
    Virginia Woolf
    “I'm sick to death of this particular self. I want another.”
    Virginia Woolf, Orlando

  • #21
    Reena Kumarasingham
    “I want everyone to see your light just as I see your light.’ Jesus says. “It’s so bright. Don’t hide it anymore.”
    Reena Kumarasingham, The Magdalene Lineage: Past Life Journeys Into the Sacred Feminine Mysteries

  • #22
    Jacqueline Harpman
    “My memory begins with my anger.”
    Jacqueline Harpman, I Who Have Never Known Men



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