If we face the fact, for it is a fact, that there is no arm to cling to, but that we go… — 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
Tell me", he wanted to say, "everything in the whole world" - for he had the wildest, most absurd, extravagant ideas about… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
If Shakespeare had never existed, he asked, would the world have differed much from what it is today? Does the progress of… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Was there no safety? No learning by heart of the ways of the world? No guide, no shelter, but all was miracle,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
For such will be our ruin if you, in the immensity of your public abstractions, forget the private figure, or if we… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It would be a thousand pities if women wrote like men, or lived like men, or looked like men, for if two… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But he could not taste, he could not feel. In the teashop among the tables and the chattering waiters the appalling fear… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Though we see the same world, we see it through different eyes. Any help we can give you must be different from… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Behind the cotton wool is hidden a pattern; that we—I mean all human beings—are connected with this; that the whole world is… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
There is no stability in this world. Who is to say what meaning there is in anything? Who is to foretell the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Memory is the seamstress, and a capricious one at that. Memory runs her needle in and out, up and down, hither and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“That illusion of a world so shaped that it echoes every groan, of human beings so tied together by common needs and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
One cannot bring children into a world like this. One cannot perpetuate suffering, or increase the breed of these lustful animals, who… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But when the self speaks to the self, who is speaking? The entombed soul, the spirit driven in, in, in to the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
O how blessed it would be never to marry, or grow old; but to spend one's life innocently and indifferently among the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The weight of the world is on our shoulders, its vision is through our eyes; if we blink or look aside, or… — 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
“For one's children so often gave one's own perceptions a little thrust forwards.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She would not say of anyone in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
