Mind Quotes by Virginia Woolf

“What I value is the naked contact of a mind.”

— Virginia Woolf

“Nothing exists outside of us except a state of mind...”

— Virginia Woolf

“Shakespeare's state of mind”

— Virginia Woolf

I like to have space to spread my mind out in.

— Virginia Woolf

No sooner have you feasted on beauty with your eyes than your mind tells you that beauty is vain and beauty passes

— Virginia Woolf

It was the intimacy, a sort of spiritual suppleness, when mind prints upon mind indelibly.

— Virginia Woolf

Romantic Love is only an Illusion. A story one makes up in One's Mind about Another Person.

— Virginia Woolf

I like the unreality of your mind; the whole thing is very splendid and voluptuous and absurd.

— Virginia Woolf

Never let anybody guess that you have a mind of your own. Above all be pure

— Virginia Woolf

They went in and out of each other's minds without any effort.

— Virginia Woolf

I [who] am perpetually making notes in the margin of my mind for some final statement...

— Virginia Woolf

The mind must be allowed to settle undisturbed over the object in order to secrete the pearl.

— Virginia Woolf

It is the nature of the artist to mind excessively what is said about him. Literature is strewn with the wreckage of…

— Virginia Woolf

“The looking-glass vision is of suprme importance because it charges the vitality; it stimulates the nervous system. Take it away and man…

— Virginia Woolf

I find that when I've seen a certain number of people my mind becomes like an old match box -- the part…

— 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

Neither of us knows what the public will think. There's no doubt in my mind that I have found out how to…

— Virginia Woolf

The cold stream of visual impressions failed him now as if the eye were a cup that overflowed and let the rest…

— Virginia Woolf

For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is…

— Virginia Woolf

They lack suggestive power. And when a book lacks suggestive power, however hard it hits the surface of the mind it cannot…

— Virginia Woolf

“It was a sudden revelation, a tinge like a blush which one tried to check and then, as it spread, one yielded…

— Virginia Woolf

While fame impedes and constricts, obscurity wraps about a man like a mist; obscurity is dark, ample, and free; obscurity lets the…

— Virginia Woolf

Few people ask from books what books can give us. Most commonly we come to books with blurred and divided minds, asking…

— Virginia Woolf

She had known happiness, exquisite happiness, intense happiness, and it silvered the rough waves a little more brightly, as daylight faded, and…

— Virginia Woolf

I must try to set aside half an hour in some part of my day, and consecrate it to diary writing. Give…

— Virginia Woolf

But he could not taste, he could not feel. In the teashop among the tables and the chattering waiters the appalling fear…

— Virginia Woolf

In certain favorable moods, memories -- what one has forgotten -- come to the top. Now if this is so, is it…

— Virginia Woolf

He looked very old. He looked, James thought, getting his head now against the Lighthouse, now against the waste of waters running…

— Virginia Woolf

In each of us two powers preside, one male, one female: and in the man's brain, the man predominates over the woman,…

— Virginia Woolf

“Feelings that would not have disgraced a leader who, now that the snow has begun to fall and the mountain-top is covered…

— Virginia Woolf

“... All who have brought about a state of sex-consciousness are to blame, and it is they who drive me, when I…

— Virginia Woolf

Yes, yes, I'm coming. Right up the top of the house. One moment I'll linger. How the mud goes round in the…

— Virginia Woolf

“So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself…

— Virginia Woolf

So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself…

— Virginia Woolf

Here was a woman about the year 1800 writing without hate, without bitterness, without fear, without protest, without preaching. That was how…

— Virginia Woolf

“And he went on reading. His lips twitched. It filled him. It fortified him. He clean forgot all the little rubs and…

— Virginia Woolf

The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind.

— Virginia Woolf

The mind is the most capricious of insects — flitting, fluttering.

— Virginia Woolf

Let us record the atoms as they fall upon the mind in the order in which they fall.

— Virginia Woolf

It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along…

— Virginia Woolf