Life is, as I’ve said since I was 10, awfully interesting—if anything, quicker, keener at 44 than 24—more desperate I suppose, as the river shoots to Niagara—my new vision of death; active, positive, like all the rest, exciting; & of great importance—as an experience.
‘The one experience I shall never describe,’ I said to Vita yesterday.
— Virginia Woolf (1882-1941), Diary, 1926. (via ontheborderland)
Reblogged from On the Borderland.