It is the nature of the artist to mind excessively what is said about him. Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions of others.

Quote by Virginia Woolf

Topics: Virginia Woolf Quotes

Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.

Growing up is losing some illusions, in order to acquire others.

It is far more difficult to murder a phantom than a reality.

It is far more difficult to murder a phantom than a reality.

We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words and following...

We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words and following...

Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than...

Thought and theory must precede all salutary action; yet action is nobler in itself than...

One has to secrete a jelly in which to slip quotations down people's throats -...

One has to secrete a jelly in which to slip quotations down people's throats -...

It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people...

It's not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it's the way people...

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...

The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and...

The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and...

Somewhere, everywhere, now hidden, now apparent in what ever is written down, is the form...

Somewhere, everywhere, now hidden, now apparent in what ever is written down, is the form...

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,...

As a woman, I have no country. As a woman my country is the world.

As a woman, I have no country. As a woman my country is the world.

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one...

The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one...

My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming,...

My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery - always buzzing, humming,...

The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations,...

The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations,...

If one could be friendly with women, what a pleasure - the relationship so secret...

If one could be friendly with women, what a pleasure - the relationship so secret...

Nothing induces me to read a novel except when I have to make money by...

Nothing induces me to read a novel except when I have to make money by...

I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them,...

I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them,...

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....

The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.

The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.