Heart Quotes by Virginia Woolf

What does the brain matter compared with the heart?

— Virginia Woolf

“Her heart was made of liquid sunsets.”

— Virginia Woolf

Oh, is this your buried treasure? The light in the heart.

— Virginia Woolf

Fear no more, says the heart...

— Virginia Woolf

“She would not say of anyone that they were this or that.”

— Virginia Woolf

Her life was a tissue of vanity and deceit.

— Virginia Woolf

It seemed to her such nonsense-inventing differences, when people, heaven knows, were different enough without that.

— Virginia Woolf

“She did not want to move, or to speak. She wanted to rest, to lean, to dream. She felt very tired.”

— Virginia Woolf

Most of a modest woman's life was spent, after all, in denying what, in one day at least of every year, was…

— Virginia Woolf

Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can…

— Virginia Woolf

“To love makes one solitary, she thought. She could tell nobody, not even Septimus now...”

— Virginia Woolf

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.

— Virginia Woolf

“How was one to lasso her mind, and tether it to this minute, unimportant spot?”

— Virginia Woolf

“She seemed determined to be human also; to like people, even though they were stupid.”

— Virginia Woolf

“Her thoughts became mysteriously tightened and strung up as if a piano tuner had put his key in her back and stretched…

— Virginia Woolf

“She had never seen the sense of cutting people up, as Clarissa Dalloway did — cutting them up and sticking them together…

— Virginia Woolf

“Mrs. Dalloway raised her hand to her eyes, and, as the maid shut the door to, and she heard the swish of…

— Virginia Woolf

She had the perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she…

— Virginia Woolf

But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force…

— Virginia Woolf

Each had his own business to think of. Each had his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known…

— Virginia Woolf

[She was singing] a senseless singsong, so that several park keepers looked at her with suspicion and were only brought to a…

— Virginia Woolf

They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that;…

— Virginia Woolf

“When she looked in the glass and saw her hair grey her cheek sunk, at fifty, she thought, possibly she might have…

— Virginia Woolf

What greater delight and wonder can there be than to leave the straight lines of personality and deviate into these footpaths that…

— Virginia Woolf

“She had a sense of comedy that was really exquisite, but she needed people, always people, to bring it out, with the…

— Virginia Woolf

“Things were not so simple after all. She could not understand even her own feelings. She saw the most cherished of her…

— Virginia Woolf

“Such she often felt herself--struggling against terrific odds to maintain her courage; to say: "But this is what I see; this is…

— Virginia Woolf

To pursue truth with such astonishing lack of consideration for other people's feelings, to rend the think veils of civilisation so wantonly,…

— Virginia Woolf

“The tragedy of her death was not that it made one, now and then and very intensely, unhappy. It was that it…

— Virginia Woolf

“More people were in love with her than with any one I’ve ever known. She had that power—she enjoyed things. She wasn’t…

— Virginia Woolf

“What was the problem then? She must try t get hold of something that evaded her. It evaded her when she thought…

— Virginia Woolf

“That she held herself well was true; and had nice hands and feet; and dressed well, considering that she spent little. But…

— Virginia Woolf

“But she feared time itself... the dwindling of life; how year by year her share was sliced; how, little the margin that…

— Virginia Woolf

A learned man is a sedentary, concentrated solitary enthusiast, who searches through books to discover some particular grain of truth upon which…

— Virginia Woolf

“For now she need not think about anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt…

— Virginia Woolf

“Since she was so unhappy, for weeks and weeks now, Rezia had given meanings to things that happened, almost felt sometimes that…

— Virginia Woolf

He loved, beneath all this summer transiency, to feel the earth's spine beneath him; for such he took the hard root of…

— Virginia Woolf

I grow numb; I grow stiff. How shall I break up this numbness which discredits my sympathetic heart?

— Virginia Woolf

“It would be a comfort, she felt, to lean; to sit down; yes, to lie down; never, never, never to get up…

— Virginia Woolf

...she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.

— Virginia Woolf