“For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person. The nerve which controls the pen winds itself about every fibre of our being, threads the heart, pierces the liver.” 

― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.” 

― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.” 

― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.” 

― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life.” 

― Virginia Woolf, Orlando

“As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.” 

― Virginia Woolf, Orlando