When I am grown up I shall carry a notebook—a fat book with many pages, methodically lettered. I shall enter my phrases. — 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
I have made up thousands of stories; I have filled innumerable notebooks with phrases to be used when I have found the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Travelers are much at the mercy of phrases ... vast generalizations formulate in their exposed brains. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away; you rise up higher, with words and words… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But when we sit together, close,’ said Bernard, ‘we melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I need a little language such as lovers use, words of one syllable such as children speak when they come into the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
After all, what is a lovely phrase? One that has mopped up as much Truth as it can hold. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette into the gutter-all are stories. But which is the true story?… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
This self now as I leant over the gate looking down over fields rolling in waves of colour beneath me made no… — 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
“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
