What is meant by reality? It would seem to be something very erratic, very undependable - now to be found in a… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“But words have been used too often; touched and turned, and left exposed to the dust of the street. The words we… — 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
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
But when the door shuts on us, all that vanishes. The shell-like covering which our souls have excreted to house themselves, to… — 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
I have lost friends, some by death...others by sheer inability to cross the street. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it matter that she must inevitably cease completely? All this… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
London perpetually attracts, stimulates, gives me a play and a story and a poem, without any trouble, save that of moving my… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The streets of London have their map, but our passions are uncharted. What are you going to meet if you turn this… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
What greater delight and wonder can there be than to leave the straight lines of personality and deviate into these footpaths that… — 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
By hook or by crook, I hope that you will possess yourselves of money enough to travel and to idle, to contemplate… — 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
