Let us record the atoms as they fall upon the mind in the order in which they fall. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
They lack suggestive power. And when a book lacks suggestive power, however hard it hits the surface of the mind it cannot… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I will not be "famous," "great." I will go on adventuring, changing, opening my mind and my eyes, refusing to be stamped… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But how entirely I live in my imagination; how completely depend upon spurts of thought, coming as I walk, as I sit;… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Neither of us knows what the public will think. There's no doubt in my mind that I have found out how to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The cold stream of visual impressions failed him now as if the eye were a cup that overflowed and let the rest… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It is the nature of the artist to mind excessively what is said about him. Literature is strewn with the wreckage of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The looking-glass vision is of suprme importance because it charges the vitality; it stimulates the nervous system. Take it away and man… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I find that when I've seen a certain number of people my mind becomes like an old match box -- the part… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Yet there are moments when the walls of the mind grow thin; when nothing is unabsorbed, and I could fancy that we… — 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
... the random talk of people who have no chance of immortality and thus can speak their minds out has a setting,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Anecdote: A house that is rooted to one spot but can travel as quickly as you change your mind and is complete… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Some collaboration has to take place in the mind between the woman and the man before the art of creation can be… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
All great writers have, of course, an atmosphere in which they seem most at their ease and at their best; a mood… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Why was it that relations between different people were so unsatisfactory, so fragmentary, so hazardous, and words so dangerous...What had Evelyn really… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Yes, yes, I'm coming. Right up the top of the house. One moment I'll linger. How the mud goes round in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
All women together ought to let flowers fall upon the tomb of Aphra Behn, for it was she who earned them the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Where the Mind is biggest, the Heart, the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance, Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Now this is very profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than words. A sight, an emotion, creates this wave in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But Time, unfortunately, though it makes animals and vegetables bloom and fade with amazing punctuality has no such simple effect upon the… — 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
I attain a different kind of beauty, achieve a symmetry by means of infinite discords, showing all the traces of the mind's… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But what is more to the point is my belief that the habit of writing thus for my own eye only is… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Scientifically speaking, the flesh was melted off the world. His body was macerated until only the nerve fibers were left. It was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
As for my next book, I won't write it till it has grown heavy in my mind like a ripe pear; pendant,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The lake of my mind, unbroken by oars, heaves placidly and soon sinks into an oily somnolence.’ That will be useful.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The mind is certainly a very mysterious organ, I reflected, drawing my head in from the window, about which nothing whatever is… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To put it in a nutshell, he was afflicted with a love of literature. It was the fatal nature of this disease… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
My mind turned by anxiety, or other cause, from its scrutiny of blank paper, is like a lost child–wandering the house, sitting… — 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
The intellect, divine as it is, and all worshipful, has a habit of lodging in the most seedy of carcasses, and often,… — 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
“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
“For one's children so often gave one's own perceptions a little thrust forwards.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She would not say of anyone in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
