“I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Life piles up so fast that I have no time to write out the equally fast rising mound of reflections. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But the close withdrew: the hand softened. It was over-- the moment. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Surely it was time someone invented a new plot, or that the author came out from the bushes. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The best letters of our time are precisely those that can never be published. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“When life sank down for a moment, the range of experience seemed limitless.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Consolation for those moments when you can't tell whether you're the divinest genius or the greatest fool in the world. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Human beings have neither kindness, nor faith, nor charity beyond what serves to increase the pleasure of the moment. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Effort ceases. Time flaps on the mast. There we stop; there we stand. Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Habits gradually change the face of ones life as time changes one's physical face;& one does not know it.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“...I thought at last that it was time to roll up the crumpled skin of the day, with its arguments and its… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“For how would you like to be shut up for a whole month at a time, and possibly more in stormy weather,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For while directly we say that it [the length of human life] is ages long, we are reminded that it is briefer… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
So I have to create the whole thing afresh for myself each time. Probably all writers now are in the same boat.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“For if there are (at a venture) seventy-six different times all ticking in the mind at once, how many different people are… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
We seem to be riding on the top of the highest mast of the tallest ship; and yet at the same time… — 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… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“she heard some voice saying she couldn't paint, saying she couldn't create, as if she were caught up in one of those… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Women have sat indoors all these millions of years, so that by this time the very walls are permeated by their creative… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The writer has us by the hand, forces us along her road, makes us see what she sees, never leaves us for… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Doesn't one always think of the past, in a garden with men and women lying under the trees? Aren't they one's past,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Why then did she do it? She looked at the canvas, lightly scored with running lines. It would be hung in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“How, in so short a time, she had passed from intoxication to disgust we will only seek to explain by supposing that… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For some time she observed a great yellow butterfly, which was opening and closing its wings very slowly on a little flat… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I hate the small looking-glass on the stairs," said Jinny. "It shows our heads only; it cuts off our heads...So I skip… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“For if there are (at a venture) seventy-six different times all ticking in the mind at once, how many different people are… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The mind of man works with strangeness upon the body of time. An hour, once it lodges in the queer element of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“It seems comfortable to sink down on a sofa in a corner, to look, to listen. Then it happens that two figures… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“We were quite naturally unhappy; feeling a definite need, unbearably keen at moments, which was never to be satisfied. But that was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Night had come—night that she loved of all times, night in which the reflections in the dark pool of the mind shine… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I want the concentration and the romance, and the worlds all glued together, fused, glowing: have no time to waste any more… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
A thousand things to be written had I time: had I power. A very little writing uses up my capacity for writing. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
No, she thought, one could say nothing to nobody. The urgency of the moment always missed its mark. Words fluttered sideways and… — 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 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