The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Beauty, the world seemed to say. And as if to prove it (scientifically) wherever he looked at the houses, at the railings,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“For the philosopher is right who says that nothing is thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Why does one write these books after all? The drudgery, the misery, the grind, are forgotten everytime; and one launches another, and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
She had known happiness, exquisite happiness, intense happiness, and it silvered the rough waves a little more brightly, as daylight faded, and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She saw the light again. With some irony in her interrogation, for when one woke at all, one's relations changed, she looked… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It's the writing, not the being read, that excites me. Joy is in the doing. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“...watching it with fascination, hypnotised, as if it were stroking with its silver fingers some sealed vessel in her brain whose bursting… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
What greater delight and wonder can there be than to leave the straight lines of personality and deviate into these footpaths that… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“this diminished the entire joy, the pure joy, of the two notes sounding together, and let the sound die on her ear… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Joy's life in the doing (..) I mean it's the writing, not the being read that excites me.” — 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
