Effort ceases. Time flaps on the mast. There we stop; there we stand. Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But what is more to the point is my belief that the habit of writing thus for my own eye only is… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For books continue each other, in spite of our habit of judging them separately. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
So coming back from a journey, or after an illness, before habits had spun themselves across the surface, one felt that same… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Habits and customs are a convenience devised for the support of timid natures who dare not allow their souls free play. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The intellect, divine as it is, and all worshipful, has a habit of lodging in the most seedy of carcasses, and often,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I want some one to sit beside after the day's pursuit and all its anguish, after its listening, its waitings, and its… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The habit of writing for my eye is good practice. It loosens the ligaments. — 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
