Virginia Woolf Quotes

The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice.

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• I'm uncomfortable with the focus on the poet and not on the poem.

  

  Yusef Komunyakaa
  • Focus
  • Poet
  • Uncomfortable

• The fairest thing in nature, a flower, still has its roots in earth and manure.

  

  D. H. Lawrence
  • Nature
  • Earth
  • Flower

• A sudden dart when a little over a hundred feet from the end of the track, or a little over 120 feet from the point at which it rose into the air, ended the flight.

  

  Orville Wright
  • Air
  • End
  • Rose

• What Alexander Graham Bell thought up occupied less space than a flower vase. Now it's so small that I have to search all my pockets to discover I've received a spam text.

  

  P. J. O'Rourke
  • Up
  • Small
  • Space

• Just living is not enough... one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

  

  Hans Christian Andersen
  • Nature
  • Freedom
  • Flower

• The most interesting letters I received about 'The Name of the Rose' were from people in the Midwest that maybe didn't understand exactly, but wanted to understand more and who were excited by this picture of a world which was not their own.

  

  Umberto Eco
  • People
  • World
  • Interesting

• That's the way I do things when I want to celebrate, I always plant a tree. And so I got an indigenous tree, called Nandi flame, it has this beautiful red flowers. When it is in flower it is like it is in flame.

  

  Wangari Maathai
  • Beautiful
  • Red
  • Tree

• A poet can survive everything but a misprint.

  

  Oscar Wilde
  • Poet
  • Survive
  • Can

• I shall, in due time, be a Poet.

  

  Ada Lovelace
  • Time
  • Poet
  • Shall

• If you enjoy the fragrance of a rose, you must accept the thorns which it bears.

  

  Isaac Hayes
  • Enjoy
  • Rose
  • Fragrance

• I prefer death in Christ Jesus to power over the farthest limits of the earth. He who died in place of us is the one object of my quest. He who rose for our sakes is my one desire.

  

  Ignatius of Antioch
  • Power
  • Death
  • Earth

• The Flower that once has blown forever dies.

  

  Omar Khayyam
  • Forever
  • Flower
  • Once

• My dad wanted to name me after Rainier Maria Rilke, the poet.

  

  Rainn Wilson
  • Me
  • Dad
  • Name

• The Victorian language of flowers began with the publication of 'Le Language des Fleurs,' written by Charlotte de Latour and printed in Paris in 1819. To create the book - which was a list of flowers and their meanings - de Latour gathered references to flower symbolism throughout poetry, ancient mythology, and even medicine.

  

  Vanessa Diffenbaugh
  • Book
  • Poetry
  • Flower

• Because I do not hope to knowThe infirm glory of the positive hourBecause I do not thinkBecause I know I shall not knowThe one veritable transitory powerBecause I cannot drinkThere, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is nothing again

  

  T. S. Eliot
  • Hope
  • Positive
  • Flower

• Catch then, O! catch the transient hour, Improve each moment as it flies; Life's a short Summer - man a flower, He dies - alas! how soon he dies!

  

  Samuel Johnson
  • Life
  • Summer
  • Flower

• Human life began in flight and fear. Religion rose from rituals of propitiation, spells to lull the punishing elements.

  

  Camille Paglia
  • Life
  • Fear
  • Rose

• Imagining the flower-pot attacked itThe kitten flung the violets near and farAnd yet, who knows? This morning, as I backed it,My car was set upon by a parked car.

  

  Vikram Seth
  • Morning
  • Car
  • Flower

• A foot more light, a step more true,Ne'er from the heath-flower dash'd the dew.

  

  Walter Scott
  • True
  • Light
  • Flower

• I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad. Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times; but it is vague, like a breeze among flowers.

  

  Helen Keller
  • Thinking
  • Flower
  • Limitation

• For me the journey of making a film is a journey of discovery as to what that film is. I mean what I do is what other artists do, painters, novelists, people that make music, poets, sculptors, you name it. It's about starting out and working with the material and discovering through making, working with the material the artifact.

  

  Mike Leigh
  • Artist
  • Film
  • Journey

• Literature, taken in all its bearings, forms the grand line of demarcation between the human and the animal kingdoms.

  

  William Godwin
  • Taken
  • Literature
  • Animal

• To what extent has each one of us contributed to the rise in violence and hatred?

  

  Laura Esquivel
  • Violence
  • Hatred
  • Rise

• The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets said in rhyme, the young translated into practice.

  

  Virginia Woolf
  • Flower
  • Rose
  • Poet