That would be a glorious life, to addict oneself to perfection; to follow the curve of the sentence wherever it might lead,… — 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
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
If behind the erratic gunfire of the press the author felt that there was another kind of criticism, the opinion of people… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Oh and I thought, as i was dressing, how interesting it would be to describe the approach of age, and the gradual… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Long ago I realized that no other person would be to me what you are. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Few people ask from books what books can give us. Most commonly we come to books with blurred and divided minds, asking… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It rasped her, though, to have stirring about in her this brutal monster! to hear twigs cracking and feel hooves planted down… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
We do not know our own souls, let alone the souls of others. Human beings do not go hand in hand 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
