Nothing could be slow enough, nothing lasts too long. No pleasure could equal, she thought, straightening the chairs, pushing in one book… — 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
If people are highly successful in their profession they lose their senses. Sight goes. They have no time to look at pictures.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
There was a serenity about him always that had the look of innocence, when, technically, the word was no longer applicable. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I have sometimes dreamt ... that when the Day of Judgment dawns and the great conquerors and lawyers and statesmen come to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
That perhaps is your task--to find the relation between things that seem incompatible yet have a mysterious affinity, to absorb every experience… — 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
One could say nothing to nobody. The urgency of the moment always missed its mark. Words fluttered sideways and struck the object… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Inevitably we look upon society, so kind to you, so harsh to us, as an ill-fitting form that distorts the truth; deforms… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To look life in the face, always, to look life in the face, and to know it for what it is...at last,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
...solitary like a pool at evening, far distant, seen from a train window, vanishing so quickly that the pool, pale in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
And I will now rock the brown basin from side to side so that my ships may ride the waves. Some will… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It is permissible even for a dying hero to think before he dies how men will speak of him hereafter. His fame… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I remember I would not stand still; I would not stop being perplexed by everything that spontaneously attracted me or caught my… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If people are highly successful in their professions they lose their sense. Sight goes. They have no time to look at pictures.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Other people have faces; Susan and Jinny have faces; they are here. Their world is the real world. The things they lift… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The weight of the world is on our shoulders, its vision is through our eyes; if we blink or look aside, or… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
When the Day of Judgment dawns and people, great and small, come marching in to receive their heavenly rewards, the Almighty will… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
With her foot on the threshold she waited a moment longer in a scene which was vanishing even as she looked, and… — 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
