Once you begin to take yourself seriously as a leader or as a follower, as a modern or as a conservative, then… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For some time she observed a great yellow butterfly, which was opening and closing its wings very slowly on a little flat… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Why is life so tragic; so like a little strip of pavement over an abyss. I look down; I feel giddy; I… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Why have I so little control? It is the case of much waste and pain in my life. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
A thousand things to be written had I time: had I power. A very little writing uses up my capacity for writing. — 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
Here I come to one of the memoir writer's difficulties -- one of the reasons why, though I read so many, so… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
All looked distant and peaceful and strange. The shore seemed refined, far away, unreal. Already the little distance they had sailed had… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
We all indulge in the strange, pleasant process called thinking, but when it comes to saying, even to someone opposite, what we… — 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
But what a little I can get down into my pen of what is so vivid to my eyes, and not only… — 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
I need a little language such as lovers use, words of one syllable such as children speak when they come into the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
In marriage a little licence, a little independence there must be between people living together day in and day out in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Again, somehow, one saw life, a pure bead. I lifted the pencil again, useless though I knew it to be. But even… — 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
I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Henry James seems most entirely in his element, doing that is to say what everything favors his doing, when it is a… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Our friends - how distant, how mute, how seldom visited and little known. And I, too, am dim to my friends and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Happiness is to have a little string onto which things will attach themselves. — 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
