Sarah Ruhl, Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando Quotes
I've never been in love, never in my life.Oh, I've dreamed of love, dreamed endlessly, day and night, but my soul is like a fine piano that's locked, and the key is lost.
When you snatch happiness in little bits, fits and starts, and lose it, like me, you become coarse, little by little, you become hateful.
