All Virginia Woolf Quotes
- Like" and "like" and "like"--but what is the thing that lies beneath the semblance of the thing? Beneath
- For the eye has this strange property: it rests only on beauty. Beauty
- I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me. Continually
- One can only believe entirely, perhaps, in what one cannot see. Believe
- The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the… Bears
- Her only gift was knowing people almost by instinct, she thought, walking on. If you put her in a room with someone, up went her… Back Like
- Once she knows how to read there's only one thing you can teach her to believe in and that is herself. Belief
- I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note,… Agree
- When I am grown up I shall carry a notebook—a fat book with many pages, methodically lettered. I shall enter my phrases. Book
- In fact, though their acquaintance had been so short, they had guessed, as always happens between lovers, everything of any importance about each other in… Acquaintance
- Nothing, however, can be more arrogant, though nothing is commoner than to assume that of Gods there is only one, and of religions none but… Arrogant
- Suppose the looking glass smashes, the image disappears, and the romantic figure with the green of forest depths all about it is there no longer,… Accounts
- The sigh of all the seas breaking in measure round the isles soothed them; the night wrapped them; nothing broke their sleep, until, the birds… All
- I ransack public libraries, and find them full of sunk treasure. Book
- I see nothing. We may sink and settle on the waves. The sea will drum in my ears. The white petals will be darkened with… Darkened
- So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if… All
- She fell into a deep pool of sticky water, which eventually closed over her head. She saw nothing and heard nothing but a faint booming… All
- I will achieve in my life - Heaven grant that it be not long - some gigantic amalgamation between the two discrepancies so hideously apparent… Achieve
- She had known happiness, exquisite happiness, intense happiness, and it silvered the rough waves a little more brightly, as daylight faded, and the blue went… Beach
- To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion?…There is nobody—here among these grey arches, and moaning pigeons, and cheerful games and tradition… All
- Sometimes I think heaven must be one continuous unexhausted reading. Continuous
- Death is woven in with the violets,” said Louis. “Death and again death.”) Death
- The waves broke and spread their waters swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with… Backs
- The hatchet must fall on the block; the oak must be cleft to the centre. The weight of the world is on my shoulders. Here… Basket
- Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a cigarette into the gutter-all are stories. But which is the true story? That I do… Accumulating