Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf
Adeline Virginia Woolf, known professionally as Virginia Woolf, was an English writer and one of the foremost modernists of the twentieth century...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth25 January 1882
CityLondon, England
heart body mutilation
When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.
book people imperfection
Middlemarch, the magnificent book which with all its imperfections is one of the few English novels for grown-up people.
writing sea bottom
One ought to sink to the bottom of the sea, probably, and live alone with one's words.
real home tourists
The English tourist in American literature wants above all things something different from what he has at home. For this reason the one American writer whom the English whole-heartedly admire is Walt Whitman. There, you will hear them say, is the real American undisguised. In the whole of English literature there is no figure which resembles his - among all our poetry none in the least comparable to Leaves of Grass
dark illumination miracle
The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark.
june london moments
what she loved: life, London, this moment of june.
innocent marvelous
Marvelous are the innocent.
self sick want
I'm sick to death of this particular self. I want another.
fall reading writing
For once the disease of reading has laid upon the system it weakens so that it falls an easy prey to that other scourge which dwells in the ink pot and festers in the quill. The wretch takes to writing.
writing soul secret
Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works.
running women mean
A woman knows very well that, though a wit sends her his poems, praises her judgment, solicits her criticism, and drinks her tea, this by no means signifies that he respects her opinions, admires her understanding, or will refuse, though the rapier is denied him, to run through the body with his pen.
healing overwhelmed found
I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words.
writing voice secret
Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice?
real simple goes-on
The real novelist, the perfectly simple human being, could go on, indefinitely imaging.