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VIRGINIA WOOLF ~ THE POETRY OF HUMAN LIFE

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“That perhaps is your task–to find the relation between things that seem incompatible yet have a mysterious affinity, to absorb every experience that comes your way fearlessly and saturate it completely so that your poem is a whole, not a fragment; to re-think human life into poetry and so give us tragedy again and comedy by means of characters not spun out at length in the novelist’s way, but condensed and synthesized in the poet’s way–that is what we look to you to do now.”
― Virginia Woolf

Photograph: Virginia and Leonard Woolf

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VIRGINIA WOOLF ~ ON LIFE

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“We live our lives, do whatever we do, and then we sleep. It’s as simple and ordinary as that. A few jump out windows, or drown themselves, or take pills; more die by accident; and most of us are slowly devoured by some disease, or, if we’re very fortunate, by time itself. There’s just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds & expectations, to burst open & give us everything we’ve ever imagined, though everyone but children (and perhaps even they) know these hours will inevitably be followed by others, far darker and more difficult. Still, we cherish the city, the morning, we hope, more than anything for more. Heaven only knows why we love it so.”
― Virginia Woolf

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KATHERINE MANSFIELD ~ I WANT TO TALK TO TCHEKOV

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“Ach, Tchekov! Why are you dead? Why can’t I talk to you in a big darkish room at late evening—where the light is green from the waving trees outside? I’d like to write a series of Heavens: that would be one.”
― Katherine Mansfield, Journal of Katherine Mansfield

Katherine Mansfield playing the cello, Queen’s College, Harley Street, London, between 1903-1905

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EMILY BRONTE ~ VARIOUS FEELINGS OF LOVE

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“He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights.

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MIRAGE ~ POEM BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI

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The hope I dreamed of was a dream,

Was but a dream; and now I wake

Exceeding  comfortless, and worn, and old,

For a dream’s sake.

I hang my harp upon a tree,

A weeping willow in a lake;

I hang my silenced harp there, wrung and snapt

For a dream’s sake.

Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;

My silent heart, lie still and break:

Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed

For a dream’s sake.

Mirage

Charles Conder (1889)

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LUCIAN FREUD ~ AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL ART

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” My work is purely autobiographical.. It is about myself and my surroundings. I work from people that interest me and that I care about, in rooms that I know.”
Lucian Freud

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VIRGINIA WOOLF ~ THE WAVES OF LIFE

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“Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story, so that when one matter is despatched—love for instance—we go on, in an orderly manner, to the next. ”
― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

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OSCAR WILDE ~ ON POETS

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A poet can survive everything but a misprint.
~Oscar Wilde

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NEIL GAIMAN ~ FRAGILE THINGS

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“She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.

She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.”

Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things

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CHARLOTTE BRONTE ~ A FREE HUMAN BEING WANTING TO LEAVE

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Rochester: “Jane, be still; don’t struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation.”

Jane: “I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.”

Charlotte Bronte, Jane Eyre

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Books and Happiness

BOOKS AND HAPPINESS

  “You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy books and that’s kind of the same thing.” Anonymous Girl Reading

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