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
writing profound pleasure
writing is the profound pleasure and being read the superficial.
love hands opposites
For love... has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together
weed women lying
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.
sadness people shadow
There is a sadness at the back of life which some people do not attempt to mitigate. Entirely aware of their own standing in the shadow, and yet alive to every tremor and gleam of existence, there they endure.
splits letters
Life would split apart without letters.
reading delight chiefs
To communicate is our chief business; society and friendship our chief delights; and reading, not to acquire knowledge, not to earn a living, but to extend our intercourse beyond our own time and province.
inspiring war empowering
War is not women's history.
cuisine soup courses
Soup is cuisines kindest course
writing diaries kind
I got out this diary and read, as one always reads one's own writing; with a kind of guilty intensity.
thinking wish mood
But I think I’m coloured by my own wishes, & experimental mood.
dream today
I will dream today; for I must unscrew my head somehow.
wall doors hands
...she felt, with her hand on the nursery door, that community of feeling with other people which emotion gives as if the walls of partition had become so thin that practically (the feeling was one of relief and happiness) it was all one stream...
use
Use words that soak up life.
luxury isolation dies
Alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know