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
Anyone who has the temerity to write about Jane Austen is aware of [two] facts: first, that of all great writers she… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
First a warning, musical; then the hour, irrevocable. The leaden circles dissolved in the air. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The good diarist writes either for himself alone or for a posterity so distant that it can safely hear every secret and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The way to rock oneself back into writing is this. First gentle exercise in the air. Second the reading of good literature.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To evade such temptations is the first duty of the poet. For as the ear is the antechamber to the soul, poetry… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Here I come to one of the memoir writer's difficulties -- one of the reasons why, though I read so many, so… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
My notion's to think of the human beings first and let the abstract ideas take care of themselves. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
...solitary like a pool at evening, far distant, seen from a train window, vanishing so quickly that the pool, pale in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
...she took her hand and raised her brush. For a moment it stayed trembling in a painful but exciting ecstacy in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
And in me too the wave rises. It swells; it arches its back. I am aware once more of a new desire,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The first duty of a lecturer: to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up between… — 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 large shiny black forehead of the first whale was no more than two yards from us when it sank beneath the… — 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