Besides, in this random miscellaneous company we may rub against some complete stranger who will, with luck, turn into the best friend… — 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
For it is probable that when people talk aloud, the selves (of which there may be more than two thousand) are conscious… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Here was a woman about the year 1800 writing without hate, without bitterness, without fear, without protest, without preaching. That was how… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
There is much to support the view that it is clothes that wear us, and not we, them; we may make them… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Lies will flow from my lips, but there may perhaps be some truth mixed up with them. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Praise and blame alike mean nothing. No, delightful as the pastime of measuring may be, it is the most futile of all… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
While fame impedes and constricts, obscurity wraps about a man like a mist; obscurity is dark, ample, and free; obscurity lets the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But the novels of women were not affected only by the necessarily narrow range of the writer's experience. They showed, at least… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Whatever may be their use in civilized societies, mirrors are essential to all violent and heroic action. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
a novelist's chief desire is to be as unconscious as possible. He has to induce in himself a state of perpetual lethargy.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Books are everywhere; and always the same sense of adventure fills us. Second-hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I see nothing. We may sink and settle on the waves. The sea will drum in my ears. The white petals will… — 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
A biography is considered complete if it merely accounts for six or seven selves, whereas a person may well have as many… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Anything may happen when womanhood has ceased to be a protected occupation. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Memory is the seamstress, and a capricious one at that. Memory runs her needle in and out, up and down, hither and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Then may I tell you that the very next words I read were these – ‘Chloe liked Olivia…’ Do not start. Do… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
And when we are writing the life of a woman, we may, it is agreed, waive our demand for action, and substitute… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Though we see the same world, we see it through different eyes. Any help we can give you must be different from… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
With my cheek leant upon the window pane I like to fancy that I am pressing as closely as can be upon… — 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
