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Virginia Woolf Quotes - Page 11

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It is no use trying to sum people up. One must follow hints, not exactly what is said, nor yet entirely what is done.

It is no use trying to sum people up. One must follow hints, not exactly what is said, nor yet entirely what is done.

People, Trying, Hints

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.734, Delphi Classics

I attain a different kind of beauty, achieve a symmetry by means of infinite discords, showing all the traces of the mind's passage through the world, achieve in the end some kind of whole made of shivering fragments.

Mean, Mind, Different

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it is strange how the dead leap out on us at street corners, or in dreams

Dream, Strange, Chaos

Virginia Woolf (2005). “The Waves”, p.235, Collector's Library

Life stand still here.

Crafts, Stills

Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.361, Wordsworth Editions

If it were now to die, 'twere now to be most happy.

Dies, Ifs

Virginia Woolf (2012). “Mrs. Dalloway - Broadview Edition”, p.184, Broadview Press

One should be a painter. As a writer, I feel the beauty, which is almost entirely colour, very subtle, very changeable, running over my pen, as if you poured a large jug of champagne over a hairpin.

Running, Jugs, Subtle

Virginia Woolf, Jan Morris (1993). “Travels with Virginia Woolf”, Random House (UK)

I have sometimes dreamt ... that when the Day of Judgment dawns and the great conquerors and lawyers and statesmen come to receive their rewards -- their crowns, their laurels, their names carved indelibly upon imperishable marble -- the Almighty will turn to Peter and will say, not without a certain envy when He sees us coming with our books under our arms, "Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them here. They have loved reading.

Book, Reading, Names

Virginia Woolf (1972). “Collected essays”

Whenever you see a board up with "Trespassers will be prosecuted," trespass at once.

Boards

Virginia Woolf (1992). “A woman's essays: selected essays, volume one”

But nevertheless, the fact remained, it was almost impossible to dislike anyone if one looked at them.

Facts, Impossible, Nevertheless

Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.310, Wordsworth Editions

On or about December 1910, human character changed.

Character, December, Changed

Virginia Woolf, David Bradshaw (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.38, Oxford University Press

Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.

Best Friend, Friendship, Real Friends

Virginia Woolf (2005). “The Waves”, p.228, Collector's Library

Every face, every shop, bedroom window, public-house, and dark square is a picture feverishly turned--in search of what? It is the same with books. What do we seek through millions of pages?

Book, Dark, Squares

Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.71, Wordsworth Editions

Why, he wondered, did people who had been asleep always want to make out that they were extremely wide-awake?

Sleep, People, Want

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.1789, Delphi Classics

It is as if Emily Brontë could tear up all that we know human beings by, and fill these unrecognizable transparencies with such a gust of life that they transcend reality.

Reality, Tears, Transparency

One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them.

Birthday, Time, Maturity

Virginia Woolf (1986). “The Essays of Virginia Woolf: 1912-1918”, Chatto & Windus

There was a serenity about him always that had the look of innocence, when, technically, the word was no longer applicable.

Serenity, Looks, Innocence

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.1146, Delphi Classics

But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force her mind to become a blank and lie back, and accept quietly, tolerantly, whatever came.

Life, Lying, Thinking

Virginia Woolf (2016). “The Years - Including a Short Biography of the Author”, p.282, Read Books Ltd

a novelist's chief desire is to be as unconscious as possible. He has to induce in himself a state of perpetual lethargy. He wants life to proceed with the utmost quiet and regularity. He wants to see the same faces, to read the same books, to do the same things day after day, month after month, while he is writing, so that nothing may break the illusion in which he is living - so that nothing may disturb or disquiet the mysterious nosings about, feelings around, darts, dashes, and sudden discoveries of that very shy and illusive spirit, the imagination.

Book, Writing, Discovery

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.3994, Delphi Classics

. . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude.

Solitude, Clumsiness

Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.407, Wordsworth Editions

But when we sit together, close,’ said Bernard, ‘we melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make an unsubstantial territory.

Together, Phrases, Territory

Virginia Woolf (2016). “The Waves”, p.9, Virginia Woolf

The mind of an artist, in order to achieve the prodigious effort of freeing whole and entire the work that is in him, must be incandescent...there must be no obstacle in it, no foreign matter unconsumed.

Artist, Order, Effort

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 sea water. They will float for a moment and then sink. Rolling over the waves will shoulder me under. Everything falls in a tremendous shower, dissolving me.

Fall, Sea, White

Virginia Woolf (2016). “The Waves”, p.152, Virginia Woolf

The art of writing has for backbone some fierce attachment to an idea.

Art, Philosophy, Writing

Virginia Woolf, David Bradshaw (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.21, Oxford University Press

Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions of others.

Writing, Men, Others Opinions

A Room of One's Own (1929) ch. 3

Often on a wet day I begin counting up; what I've read; what I haven't read.

Counting, Havens, Wet

"Selected Works of Virginia Woolf".

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