“Let us go, then, exploring, this summer morning, when all are adoring the plum blossom and the bee.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I am alone. They have gone into the house for breakfast, and I am left standing by the wall among the flowers.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Every woman, even the most respectable, had roses blooming under glass; lips cut with a knife; curls of Indian ink; there was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Yet, she said to herself, from the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreaths heaped and roses; and if… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
and then he could not see her come into a room without a sense of the flowing of robes, of the flowering… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I see nothing. We may sink and settle on the waves. The sea will drum in my ears. The white petals will… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Translating this to the spiritual regions as their wont is, the poets sang beautifully how roses fade and petals fall. The moment… — 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
