Nothing could be slow enough, nothing lasts too long. No pleasure could equal, she thought, straightening the chairs, pushing in one book… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Who shall blame him? Who will not secretly rejoice when the hero puts his armour off, and halts by the window and… — 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
...solitary like a pool at evening, far distant, seen from a train window, vanishing so quickly that the pool, pale in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The Lighthouse was then a silvery, misty-looking tower with a yellow eye, that opened suddenly, and softly in the evening. Now— James… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I remember I would not stand still; I would not stop being perplexed by everything that spontaneously attracted me or caught my… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
She tapped on the window with her embossed hairbrush. They were too far off to hear. The drone of the trees was… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
With my cheek leant upon the window pane I like to fancy that I am pressing as closely as can be upon… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Every face, every shop, bedroom window, public-house, and dark square is a picture feverishly turned--in search of what? It is the same… — 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
