Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine her a person of utmost importance; very… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“And if we can imagine the art of fiction come alive and standing in our midst, she would undoubtedly bid us break… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Novels so often provide an anodyne and not an antidote, glide one into torpid slumbers instead of rousing one with a burning… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.” — 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
Let it be fact, one feels, or let it be fiction; the imagination will not serve under two masters simultaneously. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“...to use the little kick of energy which opposition supplies to be more vigorously oneself.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Few people ask from books what books can give us. Most commonly we come to books with blurred and divided minds, asking… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not look for her in Sir… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
... if we can imagine the art of fiction come alive and standing in our midst, she would undoubtedly bid us to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Women and fiction remain, so far as I am concerned, unsolved problems. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine her a person of the utmost importance… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Who would not spout the family teapot in order to talk with Keats for an hour about poetry, or with Jane Austen… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It was strange to think that all the great women of fiction were, until Jane Austen's day, not only seen by the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
A woman must have money and room of her own if she is to write fiction — 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
“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
