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During psychoanalysis, the patient must lie down on a couch and tell you things which sometimes are very disagreeable to tell." Whereupon I immediately retorted with the following improvisation: "Now, in logotherapy the patient may remain sitting erect but he must hear things which sometimes are very disagreeable to hear.
— Viktor E. Frankl
Logos is a Greek word which denotes meaning.
— Viktor E. Frankl
The immediate influence of behavior is always more effective than that of words. But
— Viktor E. Frankl
Mrs Dalloway is always giving parties to cover the silence
— Virginia Woolf
They went in and out of each other's minds without any effort.
— Virginia Woolf
Yes yes yes I do like you. I am afraid to write the stronger word.
— Virginia Woolf
It appeared that nobody ever said a thing they meant, or ever talked of a feeling they felt, but that was what music was for.
— Virginia Woolf
Death was defiance. Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossibility of reaching the center which, mystically, evaded them; closeness drew apart; rapture faded, one was alone. There was an embrace in death.
— Virginia Woolf
We are about to part, said Neville. Here are the boxes; here are the cabs. There is Percival in his billycock hat. He will forget me. He will leave my letters lying about among guns and dogs unaswered. I shall send him poems and he will perhaps reply with a picture post card. But it is for that that I love him. I shall propose a meeting - under a clock, by some Cross; and shall wait and he will not come. It is for that that I love him.
— Virginia Woolf
I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away; you rise up higher, with words and words in phrases.
— Virginia Woolf
Ransack the language as he might, words failed him. He wanted another landscape, and another tongue.
— Virginia Woolf
Now to sum it up,' said Bernard. 'Now to explain to you the meaning of my life. Since we do not know each other (though I met you once I think, on board a ship going to Africa), we can talk freely. The illusion is upon me that something adheres for a moment, has roundness, weight, depth, is completed. This, for the moment, seems to be my life. If it were possible, I would hand it you entire. I would break it off as one breaks off a bunch of grapes. I would say, Take it. This is my life.
— Virginia Woolf