When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“To love makes one solitary, she thought. She could tell nobody, not even Septimus now...” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
There is something I want-something I have come to get, and she fell deeper and deeper without knowing quite what it was,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
No, she thought, one could say nothing to nobody. The urgency of the moment always missed its mark. Words fluttered sideways and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
to write a novel in the heart of London is next to an impossibility. I feel as if I were nailing a… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Fear no more, says the heart, committing its burden to some sea, which sighs collectively for all sorrows, and renews, begins, collects,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She had a right to his arm, though it was without feeling. He would give her, who was so simple, so impulsive,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Here, she felt, putting the spoon down, was the still space that lies about the heart of things, where one could move… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“When she looked in the glass and saw her hair grey, her cheek sunk, at fifty, she thought, possibly she might have… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“More people were in love with her than with any one I’ve ever known. She had that power—she enjoyed things. She wasn’t… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The tragedy of her death was not that it made one, now and then and very intensely, unhappy. It was that it… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To pursue truth with such astonishing lack of consideration for other people's feelings, to rend the think veils of civilisation so wantonly,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She felt very young, at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything, at the same time was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“For it was extraordinary to think that they had been capable of going on living all these years when she had not… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Her soliloquy crystallized itself into little fragmentary phrases emerging suddenly from the turbulence of her thought, particularly when she had to exert… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She pitied and despised them from the bottom of her heart, as she stood on the soft carpet, looking at the old… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I went from one to the other holding my sorrow - no, not my sorrow but the incomprehensible nature of this our… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Men felt a chill in their hearts; a damp in their minds. In a desperate effort to snuggle their feelings into some… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“To talk of 'prizing her open' as if she were an oyster, to use any but the finest and subtlest and most… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If only she could put them together, she felt, write them out in some sentence, then she would have got at the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Sir, I would trust you with my heart. Moreover, we have left our bodies in the banqueting hall. Those on the turf… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She felt very young;at the same time unspeakably aged.She sliced like a knife through everything;at the same time was outside,looking on...far out… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain. And then to want and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For it would seem - her case proved it - that we write, not with the fingers, but with the whole person.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To survive, each sentence must have, at its heart, a little spark of fire, and this, whatever the risk, the novelist must… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Safe! safe! safe!' the pulse of the house beats wildly. Waking, I cry 'Oh, is this your buried treasure? The light in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It was a miserable machine, an inefficient machine, she thought, the human apparatus for painting or for feeling; it always broke down… — 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
But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
She had the perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Dalloway raised her hand to her eyes, and, as the maid shut the door to, and she heard the swish of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She had never seen the sense of cutting people up, as Clarissa Dalloway did — cutting them up and sticking them together… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Her thoughts became mysteriously tightened and strung up as if a piano tuner had put his key in her back and stretched… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
After that, how unbelievable death was! - that is must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She [did feel] made aware of the pettiness of some part of her, and of human relations how flawed they are, how… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She did not know. She did not mind...She had a sense of being past everything, through everything, out of everything...-and one could… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that;… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“It flattered her, where she was most susceptible of flattery, to think how, wound about in their hearts, however long they lived… — 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
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