1,646 Quotes by Virginia Woolf

I will go down with my colors flying.

The artist after all is a solitary being.

You send a boy to school in order to make friends - the right sort.

My notion's to think of the human beings first and let the abstract ideas take care of themselves.

Now the writer, I think, has the chance to live more than other people in the presence of ... reality. It is his business to find it and collect it and communicate it to the rest of us.

It was a silly, silly dream, being unhappy.

Yes, yes, I'm coming. Right up the top of the house. One moment I'll linger. How the mud goes round in the mind-what a swirl these monsters leave, the waters rocking, the weeds waving and green here, black there, striking to the sand, till by degrees the atoms reassemble, the deposit sifts itself, and a gain through the eyes one sees clear and still, and there comes to the lips some prayer for the departed, some obsequy for the souls of those one nods to, the one never meets again.

Yield to that strange passion which sends you madly whirling round the room.

It is the nature of the artist to mind excessively what is said about him. Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions of others.