Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by his heart, and his friends can only read the title.

Quote by Virginia Woolf

Topics: Friends Quotes

Let a man get up and say, Behold, this is the truth, and instantly I...

Let a man get up and say, Behold, this is the truth, and instantly I...

Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the power of reflecting the...

Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the power of reflecting the...

Nothing has really happened until it has been recorded.

Nothing has really happened until it has been recorded.

Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to...

Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to...

Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions...

Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions...

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?

Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?

This is not writing at all. Indeed, I could say that Shakespeare surpasses literature altogether,...

This is not writing at all. Indeed, I could say that Shakespeare surpasses literature altogether,...

Language is wine upon the lips.

Language is wine upon the lips.

This is an important book, the critic assumes, because it deals with war. This is...

This is an important book, the critic assumes, because it deals with war. This is...

A good essay must have this permanent quality about it; it must draw its curtain...

A good essay must have this permanent quality about it; it must draw its curtain...

If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine...

If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine...

I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion...

I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion...

This soul, or life within us, by no means agrees with the life outside us....

This soul, or life within us, by no means agrees with the life outside us....

As a woman I have no country. As a woman my country is the whole...

As a woman I have no country. As a woman my country is the whole...

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to...

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to...

A woman must have money and room of her own if she is to write...

A woman must have money and room of her own if she is to write...

Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.

Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.

I have a woman's body and a child's emotions.

I have a woman's body and a child's emotions.