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Green in nature is one thing, green in literature another.

Green in nature is one thing, green in literature another.
– Virginia Woolf

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  1. Literature is impoverished beyond our counting by the doors that have been shut upon women – Virginia Woolf
  2. the whole of Victorian literature done up in grey paper & neatly tied with string – Virginia Woolf
  3. For ourselves, who are ordinary men and women, let us return thanks to Nature for her bounty by using every one of the senses she has given us. – Virginia Woolf
  4. Nature is powerful and beautiful,Nature is destructive and creative,Nature is amazing and wonderful,Nature is loving and graceful. – Debasish Mridha
  5. I feel my brains, like a pear, to see if it’s ripe; it will be exquisite by September. – Virginia Woolf
  6. For books continue each other, in spite of our habit of judging them separately. – Virginia Woolf
  7. Why are women… so much more interesting to men than men are to women? – Virginia Woolf
  8. Women and fiction remain, so far as I am concerned, unsolved problems. – Virginia Woolf
  9. One does not like to be told that one is naturally the inferior of a little man – Virginia Woolf
  10. A feminist is any woman who tells the truth about her life. – Virginia Woolf
  11. In the flailing light they all looked sharp-edged and ethereal and divided by great distances – Virginia Woolf
  12. Do you know I get such a passion for reading sometimes its like the other passion -writing- only the wrong side of the carpet. – Virginia Woolf
  13. We scarcely want to analyse what we feel to be so large and deeply human. – Virginia Woolf
  14. What I value is the naked contact of a mind. – Virginia Woolf
  15. It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality. – Virginia Woolf
  16. …it struck her, this was tragedy– not palls, dust, and the shroud; but children coerced, their spirits subdued. – Virginia Woolf
  17. If you drink the good wine of the noble countess, you have to entertain her less desirable friends. – Virginia Woolf
  18. Millions of things came back to her. Atoms danced apart and massed themselves. But how did they compose what people called a life? – Virginia Woolf
  19. Well, we must wait for the future to show. – Virginia Woolf
  20. Are we not acceptable, moon? Are we not lovely sitting together here, I in my satin; he in black and white? – Virginia Woolf
  21. There is the strange power we have of changing facts by the force of the imagination. – Virginia Woolf
  22. Up goes the rocket. Its golden grain falls, fertilising, upon the rich soil of my imagination. – Virginia Woolf
  23. I use my friends rather as giglamps : There’s another field I see: by your light. Over there’s a hill. I widen my landscape. – Virginia Woolf
  24. . . . clumsiness is often mated with a love of solitude. – Virginia Woolf
  25. And the poem, I think, is only your voice speaking. – Virginia Woolf
  26. When life sank down for a moment, the range of experience seemed limitless. – Virginia Woolf
  27. I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on pavement. – Virginia Woolf
  28. Whatever may be their use in civilized societies, mirrors are essential to all violent and heroic action. – Virginia Woolf
  29. She came from the most worthless of classes – the rich, with a smattering of culture. – Virginia Woolf
  30. Children, our lives have been gongs striking; clamour and boasting; cries of despair; blows on the nape of the neck in gardens. – Virginia Woolf
  31. Milly Brush once might almost have fallen in love with these silences. – Virginia Woolf
  32. Kind old ladies assure us that cats are often the best judges of character. A cat will always go to a good man, they say[.] – Virginia Woolf
  33. The real novelist, the perfectly simple human being, could go on, indefinitely imaging. – Virginia Woolf
  34. Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone. – Virginia Woolf
  35. But I pine in Solitude. Solitude is my undoing. – Virginia Woolf
  36. I begin to be impatient of solitude – to feel its draperies hang sweltering, unwholesome about me. – Virginia Woolf
  37. Here was one room; there another. Did religion solve that, or love? – Virginia Woolf
  38. When I am grown up I shall carry a notebook-”a fat book with many pages, methodically lettered. I shall enter my phrases. – Virginia Woolf
  39. so that it may grow fatter and – Virginia Woolf
  40. No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself. – Virginia Woolf

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