The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Rhoda comes now, having slipped in while we were not looking. She must have made a tortuous course, taking cover now behind… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Tom's great yellow bronze mask all draped upon an iron framework. An inhibited, nerve-drawn; dropped face - as if hung on a… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If we face the fact, for it is a fact, that there is no arm to cling to, but that we go… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For love... has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Suppose the looking glass smashes, the image disappears, and the romantic figure with the green of forest depths all about it is… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To sit and contemplate - to remember the faces of women without desire, to be pleased by the great deeds of men… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
They all dreamt of each other that night, as was natural, considering how thin the partitions were between them, and how strangely… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I am to be broken. I am to be derided all my life. I am to be cast up and down among… — 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
a novelist's chief desire is to be as unconscious as possible. He has to induce in himself a state of perpetual lethargy.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is...at last,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Other people have faces; Susan and Jinny have faces; they are here. Their world is the real world. The things they lift… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The roar of the traffic, the passage of undifferentiated faces, this way and that way, drugs me into dreams; rubs the features… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
There is a coherence in things, a stability; something... is immune from change and shines out... in the face of the flowing,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Every face, every shop, bedroom window, public-house, and dark square is a picture feverishly turned--in search of what? It is the same… — 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
