Virginia Woolf

“I like people to be unhappy because I like them to have souls.” 

“It's too short,' she said, 'ever so much too short.' Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, half-way down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waters swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad.” 
― To the Lighthouse

“The wave paused, and then drew out again, sighing like a sleeper whose breath comes and goes unconsciously.” 
―  The Waves

“For if it is rash to walk into a lion's den unarmed, rash to navigate the Atlantic in a rowing boat, rash to stand on one foot on top of St. Paul's, it is still more rash to go home alone with a poet.” 
―  The Waves