Virginia Woolf Quotes About Flowers

Quotes about: Flowers

• Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower, Mrs Dalloway, Said

  Mrs. Dalloway pt. 1, sec. 1 (1925)

• All women together ought to let flowers fall upon the tomb of Aphra Behn, for it was she who earned them the right to speak their minds.

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower, Fall, Mind

  Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.604, Wordsworth Editions

• 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.

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower, Practice, Rose

  Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.411, Wordsworth Editions

• O friendship, I too will press flowers between the pages of Shakespeare's sonnets!

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower, Pages, Shakespeare's Sonnets

  Virginia Woolf (2016). “The Waves”, p.64, Virginia Woolf

• Wine has a drastic, an astringent taste. I cannot help wincing as I drink. Ascent of flowers, radiance and heat, are distilled here to a fiery, yellow liquid. Just behind my shoulder-blades some dry thing, wide-eyed, gently closes, gradually lulls itself to sleep. This is rapture. This is relief.

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower, Wine, Sleep

• Moments like this are buds on the tree of life. Flowers of darkness they are.

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower, Tree, Darkness

  Virginia Woolf (2012). “Mrs. Dalloway - Broadview Edition”, p.68, Broadview Press

• It was odd, she thought, how if one was alone, one leant to inanimate things; trees, streams, flowers; felt they expressed one; felt they became one; felt they knew one, in a sense were one; felt an irrational tenderness thus (she looked at that long steady light) as for oneself.

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower, Light, Long

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.1031, Delphi Classics

• Ruin, weariness, death, perpetually death, stand grimly to confront the other presence of Elizabethan drama which is life: life compact of frigates, fir trees and ivory, of dolphins and the juice of July flowers, of the milk of unicorns and panthers’ breath, of ropes of pearl, brains of peacocks and Cretan wine.

  Virginia Woolf

  Drama, Flower, Wine

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “The Common Reader”, p.56, Lulu Press, Inc

• No one would think of bringing a dog into church. For though a dog is all very well on a gravel path, and shows no disrespect to flowers, the way he wanders down an aisle, looking, lifting a paw, and approaching a pillar with a purpose that makes the blood run cold with horror ... a dog destroys the service completely.

  Virginia Woolf

  Running, Dog, Flower

  Virginia Woolf (2009). “Jacob's Room”, p.40, ReadHowYouWant.com

• Until we can comprehend the beguiling beauty of a single flower, we are woefully unable to grasp the meaning and potential of life itself.

  Virginia Woolf

  Flower

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