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
two imagination facts
Let it be fact, one feels, or let it be fiction; the imagination will not serve under two masters simultaneously.
imagination my-imagination
Women alone stir my imagination ...
honesty mean imagination
... pure honesty is a doubtful quality; it means often lack of imagination.
imagination facts strange
There is the strange power we have of changing facts by the force of the imagination.
art imagination perception
To read a novel is a difficult and complex art. You must be capable not only of great fineness of perception, but of great boldness of imagination.
imagination mind pageant
But how entirely I live in my imagination; how completely depend upon spurts of thought, coming as I walk, as I sit; things churning up in my mind and so making a perpetual pageant, which is to be my happiness.
imagination matter way
He was a thorough good sort; a bit limited; a bit thick in the head; yes; but a thorough good sort. Whatever he took up he did in the same matter-of-fact sensible way; without a touch of imagination, without a sparkle of brilliancy, but with the inexplicable niceness of his type.
beauty british-author cutting heart laughter
The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
convenient somebody term
I' is only a convenient term for somebody who has no real being.
british-author english-poet feeble force seems
The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
phantom
It is far more difficult to murder a phantom than a reality.
casual dusty found group lights meant newspaper reality room saying scrap seem stamps
What is meant by ''reality''? It would seem to be something very erratic, very undependable -- now to be found in a dusty road, now in a scrap of newspaper in the street, now a daffodil in the sun. It lights up a group in a room and stamps some casual saying
book heart known leaves past shut title
Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by heart and his friends can only read the title
altering aspect believe forever hence
These are the soul's changes. I don't believe in aging. I believe in forever altering one's aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism.