Yield to that strange passion which sends you madly whirling round the room. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
it is strange how the dead leap out on us at street corners, or in dreams — 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
There is the strange power we have of changing facts by the force of the imagination. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Dance music ... stirs some barbaric instinct - lulled asleep in our sober lives - you forget centuries of civilization in a… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It was strange to think that all the great women of fiction were, until Jane Austen's day, not only seen by the… — 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
“Everything is strange. Things are huge and very small. The stalks of flowers are thick as oak trees. Leaves are high as… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The strange thing about life is that though the nature of it must have been apparent to every one for hundreds of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
And it was awfully strange, he thought, how she still had the power, as she came tinkling, rustling, still had the power… — 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 must be able to say, 'Percival, a ridiculous name'. At the same time let me tell you, men and women, hurrying… — 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
Again, somehow, one saw life, a pure bead. I lifted the pencil again, useless though I knew it to be. But even… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
All looked distant and peaceful and strange. The shore seemed refined, far away, unreal. Already the little distance they had sailed had… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp, and trudge; in the bellow and uproar; the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
A strange thing has happened - while all the other arts were born naked, this, the youngest, has been born fully-clothed. It… — 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
“That was the strange thing, that one did not know where one was going, or what one wanted, and followed blindly, suffering… — 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
“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
“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
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
“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
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
A veil of insanity everywhere: Oh why I was born in this age? It is a terrible age. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
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
“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
“What a vast fertility of pleasure books hold for me! (...) I think I could happily live here & read forever.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“For one's children so often gave one's own perceptions a little thrust forwards.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share
“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
