A Quote by Virginia Woolf

How remorseless life is! — © Virginia Woolf
How remorseless life is!
Most of us continue to believe that those who show utter contempt for human life by committing remorseless, premeditated murder justly forfeit the right to their own life.
And you, whiner, who wastes your time Dawdling over the remorseless earth, What evil, what unspeakable crime Have you made your life worth?
Capitalism, perhaps at its most remorseless, is a physical manifestation of psychopathy.
fishing teaches a stern morality; inculcates a remorseless honesty.
Politics is never a victory, it's just the remorseless grinding forward of events.
The essence of dramatic tragedy is not unhappiness. It resides in the solemnity of the remorseless working of things.
I hate and fear 'science' because of my conviction that, for long to come if not for ever, it will be the remorseless enemy of mankind. I see it destroying all simplicity and gentleness of life, all the beauty of the world; I see it restoring barbarism under a mask of civilization; I see it darkening men's minds and hardening their hearts.
Of all human struggles there is none so treacherous and remorseless as the struggle between the artist man and the mother woman.
The crimes of the U.S. throughout the world have been systematic, constant, clinical, remorseless, and fully documented but nobody talks about them.
The study of Nature makes a man at last as remorseless as Nature.
Who feels no ills, should, therefore, fear them; and when fortune smiles, be doubly cautious, lest destruction come remorseless on him, and he fall unpitied.
I have never accepted what many people have kindly said - namely that I inspired the nation. Their will was resolute and remorseless, and as it proved, unconquerable. It fell to me to express it.
So much of politics is about the daily grind of political business: the people to see, the myriad different facets of government, the remorseless agenda of this part of the media or that.
Gardening is inevitably a process of constant, remorseless change. It is the constancy of that process that is so comforting, not any fixed moment.
When beholding the tranquil beauty and brilliancy of the ocean’s skin, one forgets the tiger heart that pants beneath it; and would not willingly remember that this velvet paw but conceals a remorseless fang.
She was remorseless, but she lacked method.
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