Virginia Woolf Quotes About Emotions

Quotes about: Emotions

• They came to her, naturally, since she was a woman, all day long with this and that; one wanting this, another that; the children were growing up; she often felt she was nothing but a sponge sopped full of human emotions.

  Virginia Woolf

  Children, Growing Up, Long

  Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.277, Wordsworth Editions

• I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.

  Virginia Woolf

  Beauty, Beautiful, Time

  Virginia Woolf (1980). “The Diary of Virginia Woolf: 1925-1930”, Chatto & Windus

• Style is a very simple matter; it is all rhythm. Once you get that, you can't use the wrong words. But on the other hand here am I sitting after half the morning, crammed with ideas, and visions, and so on, and can't dislodge them, for lack of the right rhythm. Now this is very profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than any words. A sight, an emotion, creates this wave in the mind, long before it makes words to fit it.

  Virginia Woolf

  Morning, Simple, Sight

  Virginia Woolf, Joanne Trautmann Banks (1975). “The Letters of Virginia Woolf: 1923-1928”, Harcourt on Demand

• Talents of the novelist: ... observation of character, analysis of emotion, people's feelings, personal relations.

  Virginia Woolf

  Character, People, Feelings

• 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.

  Virginia Woolf

  Wall, Doors, Hands

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.1066, Delphi Classics

• One cannot bring children into a world like this. One cannot perpetuate suffering, or increase the breed of these lustful animals, who have no lasting emotions, but only whims and vanities, eddying them now this way, now that.

  Virginia Woolf

  Children, Animal, Vanity

  Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.185, Wordsworth Editions

• Now this is very profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than words. A sight, an emotion, creates this wave in the mind, long before it makes words to fit it.

  Virginia Woolf

  Sight, Profound, Long

  Virginia Woolf (1983). “To the lighthouse: the original holograph draft”, Chatto & Windus

• A very elementary exercise in psychology, not to be dignified by the name of psycho-analysis, showed me, on looking at my notebook, that the sketch of the angry professor had been made in anger. Anger had snatched my pencil while I dreamt. But what was anger doing there? Interest, confusion, amusement, boredom--all these emotions I could trace and name as they succeeded each other throughout the morning. Had anger, the black snake, been lurking among them? Yes, said the sketch, anger had.

  Virginia Woolf

  Notebook, Morning, Exercise

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

• One could say nothing to nobody. The urgency of the moment always missed its mark. Words fluttered sideways and struck the object inches too low. Then one gave it up; then the idea sunk back again; then one became like most middle-aged people, cautious, furtive, with wrinkles between the eyes and a look of perpetual apprehension. For how could one express in words these emotions of the body? express that emptiness there?

  Virginia Woolf

  Eye, Wrinkles, Ideas

• old emotions like old families have intermarried and have many connections.

  Virginia Woolf

  Connections, Emotion

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.3206, Delphi Classics

• Peace was the third emotion. Love. Hate. Peace. Three emotions made the ply of human life.

  Virginia Woolf

  Hate, Three, Plies

  Virginia Woolf (2016). “Between the Acts”, p.64, Virginia Woolf

• There'll be oceans of talk and emotions without end.

  Virginia Woolf

  Ocean, Emotion, Ends

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

• For such will be our ruin if you, in the immensity of your public abstractions, forget the private figure, or if we in the intensity of our private emotions forget the public world. Both houses will be ruined, the public and the private, the material and the spiritual, for they are inseparably connected.

  Virginia Woolf

  Spiritual, House, World

  Virginia Woolf, Morag Shiach (1998). “A Room of One's Own: And, Three Guineas”, p.365

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