Quotes Tagged With :woolf

I begin to be impatient of solitude - to feel its draperies hang sweltering, unwholesome about me.

However, the majority of women are neither harlots nor courtesans; nor do they sit clasping pug dogs....

Milly Brush once might almost have fallen in love with these silences.

When the white arm rests upon the knee it is a triangle; now it is upright - a column; now a fountain,....

Flinging himself from his horse, he made, in his rage, as if he would breast the flood. Standing knee-deep....

A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living': so too with the biography of that self.....

I wished I hadn’t majored in women filling their pockets with stones and sticking their heads into....

For if it is rash to walk into a lion's den unarmed, rash to navigate the Atlantic in a rowing boat,....

Feelings that would not have disgraced a leader who, now that the snow has begun to fall and the mountain-top....

I should never be able to fulfill what is,I understand, the first duty of a lecturer-to hand you after....