"How remorseless life is!"
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Virginia Woolf quotes (page 16 of 41)
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"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."
"What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one."
"Alone, I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body."
"And again she felt alone in the presence of her old antagonist, life."
"Words belong to each other."
"Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order."
"Middlemarch, the magnificent book which with all its imperfections is one of the few English novels for grown-up people."
"I am to be broken. I am to be derided all my life. I am to be cast up and down among these men and women, with their twitching faces, with their lying tongues, like a cork on a rough sea. Like a ribbon of weed I am flung far every time the door opens."
"The real novelist, the perfectly simple human being, could go on, indefinitely imaging."
"Mental fight means thinking against the current, not with it. It is our business to puncture gas bags and discover seeds of truth."
"All the months are crude experiments, out of which the perfect September is made."
"Women have sat indoors all these millions of years, so that by this time the very walls are permeated by their creative force, which has, indeed, so overcharged the capacity of bricks and mortar that it must needs harness itself to pens and brushes and business and politics."
"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."
"Yet, it is true, poetry is delicious; the best prose is that which is most full of poetry."
"Like" and "like" and "like"--but what is the thing that lies beneath the semblance of the thing?"
"The streets of London have their map, but our passions are uncharted. What are you going to meet if you turn this corner?"
"One must learn to be silent just as one must learn to talk."
"Of the rest some we know to be dead though they walk among us; some are not yet born though they go through the forms of life; others are hundreds of years old though they call themselves thirty-six."
"A woman knows very well that, though a wit sends her his poems, praises her judgment, solicits her criticism, and drinks her tea, this by no means signifies that he respects her opinions, admires her understanding, or will refuse, though the rapier is denied him, to run through the body with his pen."