Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf
Adeline Virginia Woolf, known professionally as Virginia Woolf, was an English writer and one of the foremost modernists of the twentieth century...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 January 1882
CityLondon, England
wall garden light
The light struck upon the trees in the garden, making one leaf transparent and then another. One bird chirped high up; there was a pause; another chirped lower down. The sun sharpended the walls of the house, and rested like the tip of a fan upon a white blind and made a fingerprint of a shadow under the leaf by the bedroom window. The blind stirred slightly, but all within was dim and unsubstantial. The birds sang their blank melody outside.
children book reading
The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still reading. They took his taper away, and he bred glow-worms to serve his purpose. They took the glow-worms away and he almost burnt the house down with a tinder.
thinking voice
And the poem, I think, is only your voice speaking.
stars night clouds
There was a star riding through clouds one night, & I said to the star, 'Consume me'.
eye green green-leaves
Up here my eyes are green leaves, unseeing.
moving mind legs
It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.
trouble candle millions
A million candles burnt in him without his being at the trouble of lighting a single one
excitement mrs-dalloway said
What is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with this extraordinary excitement? It is Clarissa, he said. For there she was.
age found
I have sought happiness through many ages and not found it.
song silly fall
To evade such temptations is the first duty of the poet. For as the ear is the antechamber to the soul, poetry can adulterate and destroy more surely then lust or gunpowder. The poet's, then, is the highest office of all. His words reach where others fall short. A silly song of Shakespeare's has done more for the poor and the wicked than all the preachers and philanthropists in the world.
fall rose long
For while directly we say that it [the length of human life] is ages long, we are reminded that it is briefer than the fall of a rose leaf to the ground.
nature sunset russia
But Sasha was from Russia, where the sunsets are longer, the dawns less sudden and sentences are often left unfinished from doubt as how to best end them.
serenity looks innocence
There was a serenity about him always that had the look of innocence, when, technically, the word was no longer applicable.
hurt hate men
I need not hate any man; he cannot hurt me. I need not flatter any man; he has nothing to give me.