Virginia Woolf Quotes
Suppose the looking glass smashes, the image disappears, and the romantic figure with the green of forest depths all about it is there no longer, but only that shell of a person which is seen by other people - what an airless, shallow, bald, prominent world it becomes! A world not to be lived in. As we face each other in omnibuses and underground railways we are looking into the mirror that accounts for the vagueness, the gleam of glassiness, in our eyes.
Virginia Woolf
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If the world is an objective reality that exists independently of us, then humans themselves, even in their own eyes, are nothing more than objects, and their life stories merely a series of disconnected historical accidents, which they may wonder at, but which they themselves have nothing to do with.
Imre Kertesz
Lanai at one time grew 98% of the world's pineapples. But the world's pineapples are now grown in two places, Costa Rica and Panama, because no one wants to spend $45 for a pineapple from the United States.
Larry Ellison
I'm sorry; I ruin people's interviews because I just talk about rubbish.
Maisie Williams
The line between anime and regular animation is very difficult to cross, even for people who have been doing anime successfully for years.
Yuri Lowenthal
I can unite the people of Israel, so I won't speak about controversial issues, which divide the people.
Dan Shechtman
I pick up on other people's discomfort.
Carice van Houten
Each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly.
James Russell Lowell
I would rather trust my child to a serpent than to a teacher who does not believe in God.
Karl G. Maeser
As far as I am concerned, LGBT can only stand for leprosy, gonorrhea, bacteria, and tuberculosis, all of which are detrimental to human existence.
Yahya Jammeh
I am sure that every one of my colleagues - Democrat, Republican, and Independent - agrees with that statement. That in the voting booth, every one is equal.
Barbara Boxer
Suppose the looking glass smashes, the image disappears, and the romantic figure with the green of forest depths all about it is there no longer, but only that shell of a person which is seen by other people - what an airless, shallow, bald, prominent world it becomes! A world not to be lived in. As we face each other in omnibuses and underground railways we are looking into the mirror that accounts for the vagueness, the gleam of glassiness, in our eyes.
Virginia Woolf