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
I like books whose virtue is all drawn together in a page or two. I like sentences that don't budge though armies… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
All women together ought to let flowers fall upon the tomb of Aphra Behn, for it was she who earned them the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
To stand in a great bookshop crammed with books so new that their pages almost stick together, and the gilt on their… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For love... has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
letters are venerable; and the telephone valiant, for the journey is a lonely one, and if bound together by notes and telephones… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Listening (had there been any one to listen) from the upper rooms of the empty house only gigantic chaos streaked with lightning… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I feel that I have had a blow; but it is not, as I thought as a child, simply a blow from… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost. Life would split asunder without them. 'Come to tea, come to dinner, what's the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Books are everywhere; and always the same sense of adventure fills us. Second-hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come… — 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
It is only by putting it into words that I make it whole. This wholeness means that it has lost its power… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Green in nature is one thing, green in literature another. Nature and letters seem to have a natural antipathy; bring them together… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
In marriage a little licence, a little independence there must be between people living together day in and day out in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If only she could put them together, she felt, write them out in some sentence, then she would have got at the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
...the problem of space remained, she thought, taking up her brush again. It glared at her. The whole mass of the picture… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
He called her a melon, a pineapple, an olive tree, an emerald, and a fox in the snow all in the space… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The human frame being what it is, heart, body and brain all mixed together, and not contained in separate compartments as they… — 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
