No, I'm not clever. I've always cared more for people than for ideas. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Her only gift was knowing people almost by instinct, she thought, walking on. If you put her in a room with someone,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Talents of the novelist: ... observation of character, analysis of emotion, people's feelings, personal relations ... — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Why, he wondered, did people who had been asleep always want to make out that they were extremely wide-awake? — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Half the time she did things not simply, not for themselves; but to make people think this or that; perfect idiocy she… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
This soul, or life within us, by no means agrees with the life outside us. If one has the courage to ask… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
We agreed that people are now afraid of the English language. He [T.S. Eliot] said it came of being bookish, but not… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people look and laugh, and run up the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Middlemarch, the magnificent book which with all its imperfections is one of the few English novels for grown-up people. — 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
There is a sadness at the back of life which some people do not attempt to mitigate. Entirely aware of their own… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If one is to deal with people on a large scale and say what one thinks, how can one avoid melancholy? I… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Submit to me." So she said nothing, but looked doggedly and sadly at the shore, wrapped in its mantle of peace; as… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
In fact, though their acquaintance had been so short, they had guessed, as always happens between lovers, everything of any importance about… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Masterpieces are not single and solitary births; they are the outcome of many years of thinking in common, of thinking by the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Life for both sexes is arduous, difficult, a perpetual struggle. More than anything... it calls for confidence in oneself...And how can we… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Was there no safety? No learning by heart of the ways of the world? No guide, no shelter, but all was miracle,… — 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
The current flows fast and furious. It issues in a spate of words from the loudspeakers and the politicians. Every day they… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Without those forerunners, Jane Austen and the Brontes and George Eliot could no more have written than Shakespeare could have written without… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I went from one to the other holding my sorrow - no, not my sorrow but the incomprehensible nature of this our… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
One likes people much better when they're battered down by a prodigious siege of misfortune than when they triumph. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But nothing is so strange when one is in love (and what was this except being in love?) as the complete indifference… — 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
... 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
“Yet, she said to herself, from the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreaths heaped and roses; and if… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
A thing there was that mattered; a thing, wreathed about with chatter, defaced, obscured in her own life, let drop every day… — 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
Once conform, once do what other people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over all the finer nerves and… — 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
To pursue truth with such astonishing lack of consideration for other people's feelings, to rend the think veils of civilisation so wantonly,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
As for 'drawing you out,' please believe I don't do such things deliberately, with an object -- It's only that I am,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
What could be more serious than the love of man for woman, what more commanding, more impressive, bearing in its bosom the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
...she felt, with her hand on the nursery door, that community of feeling with other people which emotion gives as if the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Words, English words, are full of echoes, of memories, of associations. They have been out and about, on people's lips, in their… — 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
What has praise and fame to do with poetry? Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice? So… — 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