I enjoy the spring more than the autumn now. One does, I think, as one gets older. Virginia Woolf More Quotes by Virginia Woolf More Quotes From Virginia Woolf Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I'm never not thinking of you Virginia Woolf thinking-of-youforgetlove I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin. Virginia Woolf shadowskinsfeels But how entirely I live in my imagination; how completely depend upon spurts of thought, coming as I walk, as I sit; things churning up in my mind and so making a perpetual pageant, which is to be my happiness. Virginia Woolf imaginationmindhappy As a woman I have no country. As a woman my country is the whole world. Virginia Woolf strong-womeninspirationalcountry Books are the mirrors of the soul. Virginia Woolf mirrorsreadingbook How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself. Virginia Woolf knivescoffeesea Be truthful, and the result is bound to be amazingly interesting. Virginia Woolf truthfulresultsinteresting Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind. Virginia Woolf womenfreedomreading I ransack public libraries & find them full of sunk treasure. Virginia Woolf thought-provokingreadingbook I always had the deepest affection for people who carried sublime tears in their silences. Virginia Woolf sublimesilencepeople Our friends - how distant, how mute, how seldom visited and little known. And I, too, am dim to my friends and unknown; a phantom, sometimes seen, often not. Life is a dream surely. Virginia Woolf phantomsdreamlittles These moments of escape are not to be despised. They come too seldom. Virginia Woolf despisedmoments Above all you must illumine your own soul with its profundities and its shallows, and its vanities and its generosities, and say what your beauty means to you or your plainness, and what is your relation to the ever-changing and turning world. Virginia Woolf carpe-diemvanitymean The mind must be allowed to settle undisturbed over the object in order to secrete the pearl. Virginia Woolf empathymindorder It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top. Virginia Woolf truthdreamlife In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us. Virginia Woolf givingmemorieslife I will not be "famous," "great." I will go on adventuring, changing, opening my mind and my eyes, refusing to be stamped and stereotyped. The thing is to free one's self: to let it find its dimensions, not be impeded. Virginia Woolf independenteyeself I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words. Virginia Woolf overwhelmedhealingfound There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something that just evaded her. There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves. Virginia Woolf dreamhairlife I'm terrified of passive acquiescence. I live in intensity. Virginia Woolf acquiescenceintensitypassive
