Virginia Woolf Quotes
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Of course, literature is the only spiritual and humane career. Even painting tends to dumness, and music turns people erotic, whereas the more you write the nicer you become.
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Still, life had a way of adding day to day
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We are cut, we are fallen. We are become part of that unfeeling universe that sleeps when we are at our quickest and burns red when we lie asleep.
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I like going from one lighted room to another, such is my brain to me; lighted rooms.
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As for 'drawing you out,' please believe I don't do such things deliberately, with an object -- It's only that I am, as a rule, far more interested in people than they are in me -- But it makes me a nuisance, I know: only an innocent nuisance.
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. . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude.
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The world was going on as usual. All the time she was writing the world had continued.
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Above all you must illumine your own soul with its profundities and its shallows, and its vanities and its generosities, and say what your beauty means to you or your plainness, and what is your relation to the ever-changing and turning world.
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Never let anybody guess that you have a mind of your own. Above all be pure
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Truth had run through my fingers. Every drop had escaped.
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Never pretend that the things you haven't got are not worth having.
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The chief glory of a woman is not to be talked of, said Pericles, himself a much-talked-of-man. Virginia Woolf