virginia woolf sentence meme.
mostly from her letters to vita sackville-west. feel free to change pronouns, names etc!
âi just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human way.â
âshe lives in dreams, alone.â
âit is true that i only want to show off to women.â
âwomen alone stir my imagination.â
âshould you say, if i rang you up to ask, that you were fond of me?â
âlook here ( name, ) throw over your man.â
âiâll tell you all the things i have in my head, millions, myriads.â
âthey wonât stir by day, only by dark on the river.â
âthrow over your man, i say, and come.â
âi did enjoy seeing you, and am wearing your necklace.â
âis your garden good?â
âi lie in bed making up stories about you.â
âyesterday morning i was in despair.â
âmy body was flooded with rapture and my brain with ideas.â
âi wrote rapidly till 12.â
âshall you mind? say yes or no.â
âhere we go, alone, and like it better so.â
âalways, to have sympathy, always to be accompanied.â
âto be understood would be unbearable.â
âshe stood there, she listened.â
âshe heard the names of the stars.â
âbut with you i am deeply, passionately, unrequitedly in love.â
âdearest, i remember, do you?â
âshe looked pale, mysterious, like a lily, drowned, under water.â
âbut for pain, words are lacking.â
âshe did not want to move, or to speak. she wanted to rest, to lean, to dream.â
âshe felt very tired.â
âand i have no face.â
âlet me know truthfully and exactly how you are.â
âoh, women are my line, and not these inanimate creatures.â
âi have a million things, not so much to say, as to sink into you.â
âif i donât hear, i shanât sleep.â
âmy dearest, i do love you.â
âall the sibyls and tom eliots in the world donât love you as much as i do.â
âi do bless you for all youâve been to me.â
âthis is not a joke, but a very sober truth.â
âit is a sensation i only get from you.â
âit is physically stimulating, restful at the same time.â
âi say the whole day on love.â
âi say itâs seeing things through a purple shade.â
âbut youâve never been in love, they say.â
âyes i want you more and more.â
âyouâll like to think of me unhappy i know.â
âi want to express beauty too.â
âthe truth shall be dug out of you at all costs.â
âi attain a different kind of beauty.â
âi am all the time thinking about poetry and fiction and you.â
âdearest, i feel certain that i am going mad again.â
âi feel we canât go through another of those terrible times.â
âi canât fight any longer.â
âyou have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good.â
âoh, this is pain, this is anguish!â
âdo not start. do not blush.â
âlet us admit in the privacy of our own society that these things happen.â
âsometimes women do like women.â
âand you werenât guilty then, were you? you swore you werenât.â
âbut do you really like going to bed with women?â