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Virginia Woolf Quotes about Art

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Intimacy is a difficult art.

Intimacy is a difficult art.

Art, Intimacy, Difficult

Virginia Woolf (2013). “The Common Reader”, p.331, Lulu Press, Inc

Really I don't like human nature unless all candied over with art.

Art, Nature, Humans

Virginia Woolf (1990). “A moment's liberty: the shorter diary”, Vintage

We live in constant danger of coming apart. The mystery of why we do not always come apart is the animating tension of all art.

Art, Mystery, Danger

To read a novel is a difficult and complex art. You must be capable not only of great fineness of perception, but of great boldness of imagination.

Art, Imagination, Perception

Virginia Woolf (2013). “The Common Reader”, p.375, Lulu Press, Inc

On the outskirts of every agony sits some observant fellow who points.

Funny, Art, Pain

Virginia Woolf (2005). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.756, Wordsworth Editions

What is a woman? I assure you, I do not know ... I do not believe that anybody can know until she has expressed herself in all the arts and professions open to human skill.

Art, Believe, Skills

Virginia Woolf, David Bradshaw (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.142, Oxford University Press

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

Writing is a divine art, and the more I write and read the more I love it.

Art, Writing, Divine

Virginia Woolf (1975). “The Letters of Virginia Woolf: 1888-1912 (Virginia Stephen)”, Harcourt on Demand

if newspapers were written by people whose sole object in writing was to tell the truth about politics and the truth about art we should not believe in war, and we should believe in art.

Art, War, Believe

Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.853, Wordsworth Editions

Art is not a copy of the real world; one of the damn things is enough.

Art, Real, World

It is probable that both in life and in art the values of a woman are not the values of a man.

Art, Women, Men

Virginia Woolf, David Bradshaw (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.136, Oxford University Press

One should aim, seriously, at disregarding ups and downs; a compliment here, silence there ... the central fact remains stable, which is the fact of my own pleasure in the art.

Art, Silence, Facts

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.4298, Delphi Classics

To read a novel is a difficult and complex art.

Art, Reading, Difficult

Virginia Woolf (2013). “The Common Reader”, p.375, Lulu Press, Inc

Behind the cotton wool is hidden a pattern; that we—I mean all human beings—are connected with this; that the whole world is a work of art; that we are parts of the work of art. Hamlet or a Beethoven quartet is the truth about this vast mass that we call the world. But there is no Shakespeare, there is no Beethoven; certainly and emphatically there is no God; we are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself.

Art, Mean, Wool

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.4186, Delphi Classics

A strange thing has happened - while all the other arts were born naked, this, the youngest, has been born fully-clothed. It can say everything before it has anything to say. It is as if the savage tribe, instead of finding two bars of iron to play with, had found scattering the seashore fiddles, flutes, saxophones, trumpets, grand pianos by Erhard and Bechstein, and had begun with incredible energy, but without knowing a note of music, to hammer and thump upon them all at the same time.

Art, Knowing, Play

Virginia Woolf, Andrew McNeillie (1986). “The Essays of Virginia Woolf: 1925-1928”, Chatto & Windus

... if we can imagine the art of fiction come alive and standing in our midst, she would undoubtedly bid us to break her and bullyher, as well as honour and love her, for so her youth is renewed and her sovereignty assured.

Art, Criticism, And Love

Virginia Woolf, David Bradshaw (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.12, Oxford University Press

Some collaboration has to take place in the mind between the woman and the man before the art of creation can be accomplished. Some marriage of opposites has to be consummated. The whole of the mind must lie wide open if we are to get the sense that the

Art, Lying, Creativity

Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.627, Wordsworth Editions

You cannot cross the narrow bridge of art carrying all its tools in your hands. Some you must leave behind.

Art, Hands, Bridges

Virginia Woolf, David Bradshaw (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.83, Oxford University Press

Who would not spout the family teapot in order to talk with Keats for an hour about poetry, or with Jane Austen about the art of fiction?

Art, Order, Fiction

Virginia Woolf, Hermione Lee (2000). “A room of one's own and other essays”

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