Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death! — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“S úgy érezte, megint kettesben, szemtől szembe kerültek, ő maga s ellenfele, az élet.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Death is woven in with the violets,” said Louis. “Death and again death.”) — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I have lost friends, some by death, others through sheer inability to cross the street. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I have lost friends, some by death—Percival—others through sheer inability to cross the street.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
After that, how unbelievable death was! - that is must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I have lost friends, some by death...others by sheer inability to cross the street. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“So there was no excuse; nothing whatever the matter, except the sin for which human nature had condemned him to death; that… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Mr Ramsay, stumbling along a passage one dark morning, stretched his arms out, but Mrs Ramsay having died rather suddenly the night… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Disastrous would have been the result if a fire or a death had suddenly demanded something heroic of human nature, but tragedies… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Like all very handsome men who die tragically, he left not so much a character behind him as a legend. Youth and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it matter that she must inevitably cease completely? All this… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For while directly we say that it [the length of human life] is ages long, we are reminded that it is briefer… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“How could any Lord have made this world?... there is no reason, order, justice: but suffering, death, the poor. There was no… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Death was defiance. Death was an attempt to communicate; people feeling the impossibility of reaching the center which, mystically, evaded them; closeness… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It is permissible even for a dying hero to think before he dies how men will speak of him hereafter. His fame… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“But she had nothing. She had forbidden music. Grating her fingers in the bark, she damned the audience. Panic seized her. Blood… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Let us simmer over our incalculable cauldron, our enthralling confusion, our hotchpotch of impulses, our perpetual miracle - for the soul throws… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Oh and I thought, as i was dressing, how interesting it would be to describe the approach of age, and the gradual… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Ügylet bonyolítódik, ő áll az egyik oldalon, az élet a másikon, s ezen a csereüzleten mindig is ő akart nyerni; olykor elbeszélgettek… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Again, somehow, one saw life, a pure bead. I lifted the pencil again, useless though I knew it to be. But even… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The tragedy of her death was not that it made one, now and then and very intensely, unhappy. It was that it… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Hail! natural desire! Hail! happiness! divine happiness! and pleasure of all sorts, flowers and wine, though one fades and the other intoxicates;… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“But everyone remembered; what she loved was this, here, now, in front of her; the fat lady in the cab. Did it… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“the battered woman--for she wore a skirt--with her right hand exposed, her left clutching at her side, stood singing of love--love which… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Has the finger of death to be laid on the tumult of life from time to time lest it rend us asunder?… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
This self now as I leant over the gate looking down over fields rolling in waves of colour beneath me made no… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
And in me too the wave rises. It swells; it arches its back. I am aware once more of a new desire,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“and rocks and creaks and moans in the eternal breeze. Through all ages — when the pavement was grass, when it was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“But if sleep it was, of what nature, we can scarcely refrain from asking, are such sleeps as these? Are they remedial… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
There was no freedom in life, and certainly there was none in death… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Are we so made that we have to take death in small doses daily or we could not go on with the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these pavements are shells, bones and silence.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people look and laugh, and run up the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The train slows and lengthens, as we approach London, the centre, and my heart draws out too, in fear, in exaltation. I am about… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“Across the broad continent of a woman's life falls the shadow of a sword. On one side all is correct, definite, orderly; the paths… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“Other worshipful objects were content with worship; men, women, God, all let one kneel prostrate; but this form, were it only the shape of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
Why does Samuel Butler say, 'Wise men never say what they think of women'? Wise men never say anything else apparently. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“Sometimes he woke with a brain like lead; at others it was as if a thousand wax tapers were alight and people were throwing… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
The extraordinary woman depends on the ordinary woman. It is only when we know what were the conditions of the average woman's life -… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
A veil of insanity everywhere: Oh why I was born in this age? It is a terrible age. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
Love ought to stop on both sides, don’t you think, simultaneously?’ He spoke without any stress on the words, so as not to wake… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“It is so vast an alleviation to be able to point for another to look at. And then not to talk. To follow the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“What a vast fertility of pleasure books hold for me! (...) I think I could happily live here & read forever.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“For one's children so often gave one's own perceptions a little thrust forwards.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“She would not say of anyone in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share