More Quotes by Virginia Woolf
Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more.
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.
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.
To make ideas effective, we must be able to fire them off. We must put them into action.
Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.
I always had the deepest affection for people who carried sublime tears in their silences.
I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.
You cannot find peace by avoiding life.
We are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself.
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
