“But that any other eyes should see the residue of her thirty-three years, the deposit of each day’s living mixed with something… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I am to be broken. I am to be derided all my life. I am to be cast up and down among… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Why, if one wants to compare life to anything, one must liken it to being blown through the Tube at fifty miles… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I don't believe in ageing. I believe in forever altering one's aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism. And to alter now,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
We [women] have borne and bred and washed and taught, perhaps to the age of six or seven years, the one thousand… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
At one and the same time, therefore, society is everything and society is nothing. Society is the most powerful concoction in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine her a person of utmost importance; very… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“It’s something useless, sudden, violent; something that costs a life; red, blue, purple; a spirit; a splash … free from taint, dependence,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“It was better to die, like Eugénie and Digby, in the prime of life with all one's faculties about one. But he… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“There it was before her - life. Life: she thought but she did not finish her thought. She took a look at… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I like her. She makes life interesting. She, herself, is interesting, I suppose. She talks right from the heart. I appreciate her… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Needless to say, the business of living interferes with the solitude so needed for any work of the imagination. Here's what Virginia… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Such fools we are, she thought, crossing Victoria Street. For Heaven only knows why one loves it so, how one sees it… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“That was the strange thing, that one did not know where one was going, or what one wanted, and followed blindly, suffering… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
She felt drawing further from her and further from her an Archduke, (she did not mind that) a fortune, (she did not… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
She had read a wonderful play about a man who scratched on the wall of his cell and she had felt that… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Are we not all prisoners? She had read a wonderful play about a man who scratched on the wall of his cell,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The strange thing about life is that though the nature of it must have been apparent to every one for hundreds of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
She dares me to pour myself out like a living waterfall. She dares me to enter the soul that is more than… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Altogether, the task of estimating the length of human life is beyond our capacity, for directly we say that it is ages… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
She felt... how life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one lived one by one, became curled and whole… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
His eyes were bright, and, indeed, he scarcely knew whether they held dreams or realities...and in five minutes she had filled the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Life, it has been agreed by everyone whose opinion is worth consulting, is the only fit subject for novelist or biographer; life,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The interest in life does not lie in what people do, nor even in their relations to each other, but largely in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“When life sank down for a moment, the range of experience seemed limitless... Beneath it is all dark, it is all spreading,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
This soul, or life within us, by no means agrees with the life outside us. If one has the courage to ask… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“last the play was ended. All had grown dark. The tears streamed down his face. Looking up into the sky there was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
That would be a glorious life, to addict oneself to perfection; to follow the curve of the sentence wherever it might lead,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
A sort of transaction went on between them, in which she was on one side, and life was on another, and she… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The words (she was looking at the window) sounded as if they were floating like flowers on water out there, cut off… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost. Life would split asunder without them. 'Come to tea, come to dinner, what's the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“And indeed, it cannot be denied that the most successful practitioners of life, often unknown people by the way, somehow contrive to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Let us record the atoms as they fall upon the mind in the order in which they fall, let us trace the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Yet she said to herself, from the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreathes heaped and roses; and if… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“(W)hy is poetry wholly an elderly taste? When I was twenty I could not for the life of me read Shakespeare for… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“My belief is that if we live another century or so — I am talking of the common life which is the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Once, long ago, she had caught salmon freely: now, quick to minister to the craving which lit her husband’s eye so oilily… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“He had never felt so happy in the whole of his life! Without a word they made it up. They walked down… — 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