“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”
― The Waves

“Alone, I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body.”
― The Waves

“I'm sick to death of this particular self. I want another.”
― Orlando

“I want to write a novel about Silence," he said; “the things people don’t say.”
― The Voyage Out

“I detest the masculine point of view. I am bored by his heroism, virtue, and honour. I think the best these men can do is not talk about themselves anymore.”
― The Pargiters

“For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.”
― The Waves

A DREAM
by Edgar Allan Poe
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In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream–that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?
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A.A. Milne
(Alan Alexander Milne)
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Born : January 18, 1882
Died : January 31, 1956
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In 1916, A. A. Milne, renowned author of Winnie-the-Pooh (1926), fought in one of the bloodiest battles of World War I: the Battle of the Somme. Milne was injured and returned home to his wife with severe PTSD. While at home, he was triggered by buzzing bees, thinking they were whizzing bullets, and popping balloons, mistaking them as cannons firing. Milne was reinvigorated by the birth of his son, Christopher Robin Milne, in 1920. However, still suffering from severe PTSD, he embarked on a journey firstly to offer a lighthearted distraction from such dark times and secondly to explain to his son through his writing the dificulties of war, a complex and gruesome topic. Milne began his short story collection, Winnie-the-Pooh, basing the central characters on his son Christopher and his stuffed animal.

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“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
"Pooh!" he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw. "I just wanted to be sure of you.”
― The House at Pooh Corner

“Some people care too much. I think it's called love.”
― Winnie-the-Pooh

“It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like "What about lunch?”
― Winnie-the-Pooh