More Quotes by Virginia Woolf
If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
For beyond the difficulty of communicating oneself, there is the supreme difficulty of being oneself.
I really don't advise a woman who wants to have things her own way to get married
The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark.
I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.
A light here required a shadow there.
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.
I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words.
I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
