Love ought to stop on both sides, don’t you think, simultaneously?’ He spoke without any stress on the words, so as not… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
How are we to account for the strange human craving for the pleasure of feeling afraid which is so much involved in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I like going from one lighted room to another, such is my brain to me; lighted rooms. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I'm never not thinking of you — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I know what loves are trembling into fire; how jealousy shoots its green flashes hither and thither; how intricately love crosses love;… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It was love, she thought, love that never clutch its object; but, like the love which mathematicians bear their symbols, or poets… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“and yet nobody of course was more dependent upon others (he buttoned his waistcoat); it had been his undoing. He could not… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Vita has been twice. She is doomed to go to Persia; and I mind the thought so much (thinking to lose sight… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If behind the erratic gunfire of the press the author felt that there was another kind of criticism, the opinion of people… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Septimus has been working too hard" - that was all she could say to her own mother. To love makes one solitary,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“It was love, she thought, pretending to move her canvas, distilled and filtered; love that never attempted to clutch its object; but,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“For I am more selves than Neville thinks. We are not as simple as our friends would have us to meet our… — virginia woolf Copy Share Image
“It was some such feeling of completeness perhaps which, ten years ago, standing almost where she stood now, had made her say… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Better is it', she thought, 'to be clothed with poverty and ignorance, which are the dark garments of the female sex; better… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Anyhow, she thought, they are aware of each other; they live in each other; what else is love, she asked, listening to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“a good dinner is of great importance to good talk. One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not… — 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
