1,646 Quotes by Virginia Woolf

The journey is everything. Most necessary of all, but rarest good fortune, we should try to find some man of our own sort who will go with us and to whom we can say the first thing that comes into our heads. For pleasure has no relish unless we share it.

There is a coherence in things, a stability; something... is immune from change and shines out... in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby.

In case you ever foolishly forget:I am never not thinking of you.

Here was one room; there another. Did religion solve that, or love?

To let oneself be carried on passively is unthinkable.

He was to be the son of her old age; the limb of her infirmity; the oak tree on which she leant her degradation.

I can sit alone by an open window for hours if I like, and hear only bird songs, and the rustle of leaves. The trees are pure gold and orange,

The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.

So boasting of her capacity to surround and protect, there was scarcely a shell of herself left for her to know herself by; all was so lavished and spent; and James, as he stood stiff between her knees, felt her rise in a rosy-flowered fruit tree laid with leaves and dancing boughs into which the beak of brass, the arid scimitar of his father, the egotistical man, plunged and smote, demanding sympathy.