“She was writing for everybody, for nobody, for our age, for her own...” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It doesn't have to be the truth, just your vision of it, written down. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I want to write a novel about Silence," he said; “the things people don’t say. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The art of writing has for backbone some fierce attachment to an idea. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The world was going on as usual. All the time she was writing the world had continued. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
And now more than anything I want beautiful prose. I relish it more and more exquisitely. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
As nobody can possibly tell me whether one's writing is bad or good, the only certain value is one's own pleasure. I… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“I am I: and I must follow that furrow, not copy another. That is the only justification for my writing, living.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
What a labour writing is ... making one sentence do the work of a page; that's what I call hard work. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The most extraordinary thing about writing is that when you've struck the right vein, tiredness goes. It must be an effort, thinking… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mould of the body and mind entire. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
But what is more to the point is my belief that the habit of writing thus for my own eye only is… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“She would not have cared to confess how infinitely she preferred the exactitude, the star-like impersonality, of figures to the confusion, agitation,… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“For once the disease of reading has laid upon the system it weakens it so that it falls an easy prey to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“It's too short,' she said, 'ever so much too short.' Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, half-way down, in… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Why does one write these books after all? The drudgery, the misery, the grind, are forgotten everytime; and one launches another, and… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
All great writers have, of course, an atmosphere in which they seem most at their ease and at their best; a mood… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I'm fundamentally, I think, an outsider. I do my best work and feel most braced with my back to the wall. It's… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“He would give every penny he has (such is the malignity of the germ) to write one little book and become famous;… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
a novelist's chief desire is to be as unconscious as possible. He has to induce in himself a state of perpetual lethargy.… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Here was a woman about the year 1800 writing without hate, without bitterness, without fear, without protest, without preaching. That was how… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Therefore I would ask you to write all kinds of books, hesitating at no subject however trivial or however vast. By hook… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“A fine gentleman like that, they said, had no need of books. Let him leave books, they said, to the palsied or… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“When, however, one reads of a witch being ducked, of a woman possessed by devils, of a wise woman selling herbs, or… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
So I have to create the whole thing afresh for myself each time. Probably all writers now are in the same boat.… — 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. Often the… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Writing is a divine art, and the more I write and read the more I love it. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Killing the Angel in the House was part of the occupation of a woman writer.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
It's the writing, not the being read, that excites me. Joy is in the doing. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
I think writing, my writing, is a species of mediumship. I become the person. — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Yet, it is true, poetry is delicious; the best prose is that which is most full of poetry. — 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
