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. Virginia Woolf More Quotes by Virginia Woolf More Quotes From Virginia Woolf If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people. Virginia Woolf honestyinspirationallying My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness. Virginia Woolf scrapmadnessbrain How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull the trigger? Virginia Woolf usedlifepeople Once conform, once do what other people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over all the finer nerves and faculties of the soul. She becomes all outer show and inward emptiness; dull, callous, and indifferent. Virginia Woolf numbnesssoulpeople I am rooted, but I flow. Virginia Woolf inspirational-lifeflowhealing I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time. Virginia Woolf readingsoundbook For nothing was simply one thing. Virginia Woolf lighthouseone-thing Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size. Virginia Woolf womenpowermotivational Thinking is my fighting. Virginia Woolf fightinghealingthinking But beauty must be broken daily to remain beautiful. Virginia Woolf brokenbeautiful Yield to that strange passion which sends you madly whirling round the room. Virginia Woolf yieldpassionrooms It is fatal to be a man or woman pure and simple: one must be a woman manly, or a man womanly. Virginia Woolf womanlywomensimple I need silence, and to be alone and to go out, and to save one hour to consider what has happened to my world, what death has done to my world. Virginia Woolf silencedoneneeds While fame impedes and constricts, obscurity wraps about a man like a mist; obscurity is dark, ample, and free; obscurity lets the mind take its way unimpeded. Over the obscure man is poured the merciful suffusion of darkness. None knows where he goes or comes. He may seek the truth and speak it; he alone is free; he alone is truthful, he alone is at peace. Virginia Woolf humilitydarkmen He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life. Virginia Woolf our-dreamsour-livesdream Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue. Virginia Woolf womenspeechtravel What does the brain matter compared with the heart? Virginia Woolf doebrainheart The way to write well is to live intensely. Virginia Woolf wellswritingway Incessant company is as bad as solitary confinement. Virginia Woolf confinementincessantsolitary To admit authorities, however heavily furred and gowned, into our libraries and let them tell us how to read, what to read, what value to place upon what we read, is to destroy the spirit of freedom which is the breath of those sanctuaries. Virginia Woolf librarysanctuaryspirit
