“(But he could not bring himself to say he loved her; not in so many words.)” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Nothing has really happened unless it's been described [in words].” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Style is a very simple matter; it is all rhythm. Once you get that, you can't use the wrong words. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“One ought to sink to the bottom of the sea, probably, and live alone with ones words” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I am tied down with single words. But you wander off; you slip away; you rise up higher, with words and words… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I do think all good and evil comes from words. I have to tune myself into a good temper with something musical,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“After all, she may have thought, do words say everything? Can words say anything? Do not words destroy the symbol that lies… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.” — 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 which… — 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
“I know what loves are trembling into fire; how jealousy shoots its green flashes hither and thither; how intricately love crosses love;… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“To admit authorities, however heavily furred and gowned, into our libraries and let them tell us how to read, what to read,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“But for pain words are lacking. There should be cries, cracks, fissures, whiteness passing over chintz covers, interference with the sense of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“He is forced to coin words himself, and, taking his pain in one hand, and a lump of pure sound in the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She liked getting hold of some book... and keeping it to herself, and gnawing its contents in privacy, and pondering the meaning… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For pain words are lacking. There should be cries, cracks, fissures, whiteness passing over chintz covers, interference with the sense of time,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“The only advice, indeed, that one person can give another about reading is to take no advice, to follow your own instincts,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Words... are the wildest, freest, most irresponsible, most unteachable of all things. Of course, you can catch them and sort them and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I need a little language such as lovers use, words of one syllable such as children speak when they come into the… — 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