Orlando Quotes.

11. "He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

12. "Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, then to burn like a meteor and leave no dust."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

13. "No passion is stronger in the breast of a man than the desire to make others believe as he believes. Nothing so cuts at the root of his happiness and fills him with rage as the sense that another rates low what he prizes high."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

14. "By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. 'Tis the waking that kills us. He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

15. "Illusions are to the soul what atmosphere is to the earth."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

16. "To put it in a nutshell, he was afflicted with a love of literature. It was the fatal nature of this disease to substitute a phantom for reality."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

17. "The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

18. "For once the disease of reading has laid upon the system it weakens so that it falls an easy prey to that other scourge which dwells in the ink pot and festers in the quill. The wretch takes to writing."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

19. "some we know to be dead even though they walk among us; some are not yet born though they go through all the forms of life; other are hundreds of years old though they call themselves thirty-six"
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

20. "Memory is the seamstress, and a capricious one at that. Memory runs her needle in and out, up and down, hither and thither. We know not what comes next, or what follows after. Thus, the most ordinary movement in the world, such as sitting down at a table and pulling the inkstand towards one, may agitate a thousand odd, disconnected fragments, now bright, now dim, hanging and bobbing and dipping and flaunting, like the underlinen of a family of fourteen on a line in a gale of wind."
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

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