“Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone.”


“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.”


“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