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 Image
So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Madness is terrific I can assure you, and not to be sniffed at; and in its lava I still find most of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Old Madame du Deffand and her friends talked for fifty years without stopping. And of it all, what remains? Perhaps three witty… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The interest in life does not lie in what people do, nor even in their relations to each other, but largely in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Who shall blame him? Who will not secretly rejoice when the hero puts his armour off, and halts by the window and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Here was a woman about the year 1800 writing without hate, without bitterness, without fear, without protest, without preaching. That was how… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The proper stuff of fiction' does not exist; everything is the proper stuff of fiction, every feeling, every thought; every quality of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Does Nature supplement what man advanced? Or does she complete what he began? — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Anecdote: A house that is rooted to one spot but can travel as quickly as you change your mind and is complete… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Why does one write these books after all? The drudgery, the misery, the grind, are forgotten everytime; and one launches another, and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
At any rate, when a subject is highly controversial-and any question about sex is that-one cannot hope to tell the truth. One… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If Shakespeare had never existed, he asked, would the world have differed much from what it is today? Does the progress of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Does housekeeping interest you at all? I think it really ought to be just as good as writing and I never see… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Am I alone in my egotism when I say that never does the pale light of dawn filter through the blinds of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Tell me", he wanted to say, "everything in the whole world" - for he had the wildest, most absurd, extravagant ideas about… — 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
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
A veil of insanity everywhere: Oh why I was born in this age? It is a terrible age. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“What a vast fertility of pleasure books hold for me! (...) I think I could happily live here & read forever.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
