Virginia Woolf Quotes - Page 29

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• Safe! safe! safe!' the pulse of the house beats wildly. Waking, I cry 'Oh, is this your buried treasure? The light in the heart.

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  Happiness, Heart, Light

  Virginia Woolf (2015). “Monday or Tuesday”, p.5, Virginia Woolf

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• Again, somehow, one saw life, a pure bead. I lifted the pencil again, useless though I knew it to be. But even as I did so, the unmistakable tokens of death showed themselves. The body relaxed, and instantly grew stiff. The struggle was over. The insignificant little creature now knew death. As I looked at the dead moth, this minute wayside triumph of so great a force over so mean an antagonist filled me with wonder. Just as life had been strange a few minutes before, so death was now as strange.

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  Struggle, Mean, Triumph

  Virginia Woolf (2017). “Essays Virginia Woolf”, p.446, Random House

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• There are no teachers, saints, prophets, good people, but the artists.

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  Teacher, Artist, People

  Virginia Woolf (1976). “The question of things happening”, Vintage

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• writing is the profound pleasure and being read the superficial.

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  Writing, Profound, Pleasure

  Virginia Woolf (2003). “A Writer's Diary”, p.87, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• I was so pleased and excited by your letter that I trotted about all day like a puppy with a bone.

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  Letters, Puppy, Bones

  Virginia Woolf (1975). “The letters of Virginia Woolf”

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• Books should stand on their own feet ... If they need shoring up by a preface here, an introduction there, they have no more right to exist than a table that needs a wad of paper under one leg in order to stand steady.

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  Book, Feet, Order

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.3591, Delphi Classics

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• The melancholy river bears us on. When the moon comes through the trailing willow boughs, I see your face, I hear your voice and the bird singing as we pass the osier bed. What are you whispering? Sorrow, sorrow. Joy, joy. Woven together, like reeds in moonlight.

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  Moon, Voice, Rivers

  Virginia Woolf (2015). “The String Quartet”, p.5, Booklassic

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• And in me too the wave rises. It swells; it arches its back. I am aware once more of a new desire, something rising beneath me like the proud horse whose rider first spurs and then pulls him back. What enemy do we now perceive advancing against us, you whom I ride now, as we stand pawing this stretch of pavement? It is death. Death is the enemy. It is death against whom I ride with my spear couched and my hair flying back like a young man's, like Percival's, when he galloped in India. I strike spurs into my horse. Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!

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  Horse, Men, Hair

  Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.779, Wordsworth Editions

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• Those comfortably padded lunatic asylums which are known, euphemistically, as the stately homes of England.

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  Women, Home, House

  The Common Reader "Lady Dorothy Nevill" (1925) See Crisp 2; Hemans 3

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• You cannot cross the narrow bridge of art carrying all its tools in your hands. Some you must leave behind.

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  Art, Hands, Bridges

  Virginia Woolf, David Bradshaw (2009). “Selected Essays”, p.83, Oxford University Press

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• I read the book of Job last night, I don't think God comes out well in it.

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  Witty, Jobs, Book

  Virginia Woolf (1975). “The letters of Virginia Woolf”, Harcourt

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• For pain words are lacking. There should be cries, cracks, fissures, whiteness passing over chintz covers, interference with the sense of time, of space ; the sense also of extreme fixity in passing objects ; and sounds very remote and then very close ; flesh being gashed and blood sparting, a joint suddenly twisted - beneath all of which appears something very important, yet remote, to be just held in solitude.” — Virginia Woolf, The Waves

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  Pain, Virginia, Blood

  Virginia Woolf (2005). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.763, Wordsworth Editions

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• What a comfort is friendship in this world.

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  Comfort, World, This World

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• It was strange to think that all the great women of fiction were, until Jane Austen's day, not only seen by the other sex, but seen only in relation to the other sex. And how small a part of woman's life is that.

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  Sex, Thinking, Fiction

  Virginia Woolf (2007). “Selected Works of Virginia Woolf”, p.614, Wordsworth Editions

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• Anecdote: A house that is rooted to one spot but can travel as quickly as you change your mind and is complete in itself is surely the most desirable of houses. Our modern house with its cumbersome walls and its foundations planted deep in the ground is nothing better than a prison and more and more prison like does it become the longer we live there, and wear fetters of a association and sentiment.

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  Wall, House, Mind

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• Disastrous would have been the result if a fire or a death had suddenly demanded something heroic of human nature, but tragedies come in the hungry hours.

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  Fire, Tragedy, Heroic

  Virginia Woolf (2016). “The Voyage Out”, p.140, Virginia Woolf

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• She had read a wonderful play about a man who scratched on the wall of his cell and she had felt that was true of life — one scratched on the wall.

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  Wall, Men, Cells

  Virginia Woolf (2012). “Mrs. Dalloway - Broadview Edition”, p.192, Broadview Press

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• I press to my centre, and find there is something there.

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  Centre, Presses

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• Nothing is stronger than the position of the dead among the living.

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  Stronger, Position

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• What greater delight and wonder can there be than to leave the straight lines of personality and deviate into these footpaths that lead beneath brambles and thick tree trunks into the heart of the forest where live those wild beasts, our fellow men? That is true: to escape is the greatest of pleasures; street haunting in winter the greatest of adventures.

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  Heart, Adventure, Winter

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.2919, Delphi Classics

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• 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.

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  Running, Dog, Flower

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

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• and then he could not see her come into a room without a sense of the flowing of robes, of the flowering of blossoms, of the purple waves of the sea, of all things that are lovely and mutable on the surface but still and passionate in their heart.

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  Heart, Sea, Purple

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.506, Delphi Classics

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• Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone.

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  Views, Orlando, Solitary

  Virginia Woolf (2012). “Orlando: A Biography”, p.82, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• And it was awfully strange, he thought, how she still had the power, as she came tinkling, rustling, still had the power as she came across the room, to make the moon, which he detested, rise at Bourton on the terrace in the summer sky.

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  Summer, Moon, Sky

  Virginia Woolf (2012). “Mrs. Dalloway - Broadview Edition”, p.82, Broadview Press

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• Surely it was time someone invented a new plot, or that the author came out from the bushes.

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  Time, Plot

  Virginia Woolf (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Virginia Woolf (Illustrated)”, p.1933, Delphi Classics

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