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Virginia Woolf Quotes about Life

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You cannot find peace by avoiding life.

You cannot find peace by avoiding life.

Life, Meaningful, Peace

How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger?

Life, People, Used

There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something that just evaded her. There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves.

Life, Dream, Hair

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.1819, Delphi Classics

In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.

Life, Memories, Giving

Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more.

Life, Order, Should

Virginia Woolf, Francine Prose (2003). “The Mrs. Dalloway reader”, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.

Life, Sleep, Insomnia

Virginia Woolf (2013). “The Common Reader”, p.64, Lulu Press, Inc

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.

Life, Dream, Truth

Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.583, Wordsworth Editions

Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.

Life, Halos, Lamps

1919 'Modern Fiction'.

A whole lifetime was too short to bring out, the full flavour; to extract every ounce of pleasure, every shade of meaning.

Life, Shade, Too Short

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.903, Delphi Classics

The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.

Life, Time, Women

Virginia Woolf (2012). “Monday or Tuesday: Eight Stories”, p.33, Courier Corporation

Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.

Life, Writing, Attachment

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

The interest in life does not lie in what people do, nor even in their relations to each other, but largely in the power to communicate with a third party, antagonistic, enigmatic, yet perhaps persuadable, which one may call life in general.

Life, Lying, Party

1925 The Common Reader, 'On Not Knowing Greek'.

Like a ghostly roll of drums remorselessly beat the measure of life.

Life, Beats

Virginia Woolf (2015). “To the Lighthouse”, p.12, Virginia Woolf

The man who is aware of himself is henceforward independent; and he is never bored, and life is only too short, and he is steeped through and through with a profound yet temperate happiness.

Life, Happiness, Independent

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.2280, Delphi Classics

So the days pass, and I ask myself whether one is not hypnotized, as a child by a silver globe, by life, and whether this is living.

Life, Children, Silver

Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.4395, Delphi Classics

Life's bare as a bone.

Life, Bones

Life for both sexes is arduous, difficult, a perpetual struggle. More than anything... it calls for confidence in oneself...And how can we generate this imponderable quality most quickly? By thinking that other people are inferior to oneself.

Life, Confidence, Sex

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