Lord, how tired one gets of one's own writing. Virginia Woolf More Quotes by Virginia Woolf More Quotes From Virginia Woolf You cannot find peace by avoiding life. Virginia Woolf meaningful peace life No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself. Virginia Woolf sparkle inspirational needs A feminist is any woman who tells the truth about her life Virginia Woolf feminist telling-the-truth A light here required a shadow there. Virginia Woolf shadow light Love had a thousand shapes. Virginia Woolf shapes thousand love A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living. Virginia Woolf self goes-on I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life. Virginia Woolf inarticulate daily-life desire Intimacy is a difficult art. Virginia Woolf intimacy difficult art Illusions are to the soul what atmosphere is to the earth. Virginia Woolf atmosphere soul earth Let us simmer over our incalculable cauldron, our enthralling confusion, our hotchpotch of impulses, our perpetual miracle - for the soul throws up wonders every second. Movement and change are the essence of our being; rigidity is death; conformity is death; let us say what comes into our heads, repeat ourselves, contradict ourselves, fling out the wildest nonsense, and follow the most fantastic fancies without caring what the world does or thinks or says. For nothing matters except life. Virginia Woolf caring essence thinking Distorted realities have always been my cup of tea. Virginia Woolf cups-of-tea tea reality I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you're everything that exists; the reality of everything. Virginia Woolf stars love romantic If people are highly successful in their professions they lose their sense. Sight goes. They have no time to look at pictures. Sound goes. They have no time to listen to music. Speech goes. They have no time for conversation. Humanity goes. Money making becomes so important that they must work by night as well as by day. Health goes. And so competitive do they become that they will not share their work with others though they have more themselves. What then remains of a human being who has lost sight, sound, and sense of proportion? Only a cripple in a cave. Virginia Woolf successful sight night And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees Virginia Woolf tree One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well. Virginia Woolf sleep food love The only advice ... that one person can give another about reading is to take no advice, to follow your own instincts, to use your own reason, to come to your own conclusions. Virginia Woolf reading advice giving No passion is stronger in the breast of a man than the desire to make others believe as he believes. Nothing so cuts at the root of his happiness and fills him with rage as the sense that another rates low what he prizes high. Virginia Woolf passion cutting believe I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky. Virginia Woolf mood sky I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in. Virginia Woolf innovation creativity creative Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us. Virginia Woolf blame horse praise
