Author: Virginia Woolf

Cited by

• Ben Schott (1)
  • IN: Schott's Original Miscellany (2002) Non-Fiction, Philosophy, British
    EPIGRAPH: Let us not take it for granted that life exists more fully in what is commonly thought big than in what is commonly thought small."
    FROM: "Modern Fiction", (1921), Essay, UK
• John Updike (1)
  • IN: Self-Consciousness (1989) Memoir, American
    EPIGRAPH: I find myself saying briefly and prosaically that it is much more important to be oneself than anything else.
    FROM: A Room of One's Own, (1929), Novel, UK
• Susan Merrill (1)
  • IN: Virginia Woolf and London (1985) Non-Fiction, Biography, American
    EPIGRAPH: We are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself
    FROM: Moments of Being, (1972), Book, UK
• Michael Cunningham (1)
  • IN: The Hours (None) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I have no time to describe my plans. I should say a good deal about The Hours, & my discovery; how I dig out beautiful caves behind my characters; I think that gives exactly what I want; humanity, humour, depth. The idea is that caves shall connect, & each comes to daylight at the present moment.
    FROM: Diary, August 30, 1923, (1923), Diary, UK
• Nuala Casey (1)
  • IN: Soho 4A.M. (2013) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Nothing thicker than a knife's blade seperates happiness from melancholy.
    FROM: Orlando, (1928), Novel, UK
• Margaret Atwood (1)
  • IN: Oryx and Crake (2003) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Was there no safety? No learning by heart of the ways of the world? No guide, no shelter, but all was miracle and leaping from the pinnacle of a tower into the air?
    FROM: To the Lighthouse, (1927), Novel, UK
• Uzma Aslam Khan (1)
  • IN: Thinner than Skin (2012) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality.
    FROM: The Death of the Moth and other Essays, (1974), Book, UK
• Clare Furniss (1)
  • IN: The Year of the Rat (2014) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: I meant to write about death, only life came breaking in as usual.
    FROM: Diary, (1922), Book, UK
• Sara Manning (2)
  • IN: London Belong to Us (2016) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp and trudge; in the bellow and the uproar; the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men shuffling and swinging; brass bands; barrel organs; in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved; life; London.
    FROM: Mrs Dalloway, (1925), Novel, UK
  • IN: You Don't Have to say you Love Me (2011) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Brendan Behan (1)
  • IN: Borstal Boy (1958) Fiction, Irish
    EPIGRAPH: ...One crew of young watermen or postboys... roared and shouted the lewdest tavern songs, as if in bravado, and were dashed against a tree and sunk with blasphemies on their lips. An old nobleman - for such his furred gown and golden chain of office proclaimed him - went down not far from where Orlando stood, calling vengeance upon the Irish rebels, who, he cried with his last breath, had plotted this devilry...
    FROM: Orlando, (1928), Novel, UK
• David Downing (1)
  • IN: One Man's Flag (2015) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: If you insist upon fighting to protect me or "our" country, let it be understood, soberly and rationally between us, that... as a woman, I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman my country is the whole world.
    FROM: Three Guineas, (1938), Essay, UK
• Erica James (1)
  • IN: Song of the Skylark (2016) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more.
    FROM: The Hours, (2002), Film, UK
• Reginald Hill (1)
  • IN: Bones and Silence (1990) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: We insist, it seems, on living. Then again, indifference descends. The roar of the traffic, the passage of undifferentiated faces, this way and that way, drugs me into dreams: rubs features from faces. People might walk through me . . . We are only lightly covered with buttoned cloth; and beneath these pavements are shells, bones and silence.
    FROM: Waves, (1931), Novel, UK
• O' Nan, Stewart (1)
  • IN: Emily, Alone (2011) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Could it be, even for elderly people, that this was life -- startling, unexpected, unknown?
    FROM: To the Lighthouse, (1927), Novel, UK
• Katherine Hall Page (1)
  • IN: Small Plates (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
    FROM: A Room of One's Own, (1929), Book, UK
• Arthur Clarke (1)
  • IN: The Light of Other Days (2000) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Is it not possible — I often wonder — that things we have felt with great intensity have an experience independent of our minds; are in fact still in existence? And if so, will it not be possible, in time, that some device will be invented by which we can tap them? …Instead of remembering here a scene and there a sound, I shall fit a plug into the wall; and listen in to the past…
    FROM: Moments of Being, (1972), Book, UK
• Ethel Rohan (1)
  • IN: The Weight of Him (2017) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.
    FROM: A Room of One's Own, (1929), Essay, UK
• Stephen and Clarke, Arthur and Abadia,Guy Baxter (1)
  • IN: The Light of Other Days (2000) Science Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Is it not possible — I often wonder — that things we have felt with great intensity have an experience independent of our minds; are in fact still in existence? And if so, will it not be possible, in time, that some device will be invented by which we can tap them? …Instead of remembering here a scene and there a sound, I shall fit a plug into the wall; and listen in to the past…
    FROM: Moments of Being, (1972), Novel, UK
• Thrity Umrigar (1)
  • IN: The Story Hour (2014) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.
    FROM: The Waves, (1931), Novel, UK
• Virginia Pye (1)
  • IN: River of Dust (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: In or about December 1910, human character changed. I am not saying that one went out, as one might into a garden, and there saw that a rose had flowered, or that a hen had laid an egg. The change was not sudden and definite like that. But a change there was, nevertheless... All human relations have shifted -- those between masters and servantsm husbands and wives, parents and children. And when human relations change there is at the same time a change in religion, conduct, politics, and literature.
    FROM: "Mr. Bennett and Mrs. Brown", Collected Essays, (1924), Essay, UK
• Kimberly McCreight (1)
  • IN: Reconstructing Amelia (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story.
    FROM: The Waves, (1931), Novel, UK
• Jane Gardam (1)
  • IN: Crusoe's Daughter (1985) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: The pressure of life when one is fending for oneself alone on a desert island is really no laughing matter. It is no crying one either.
    FROM: The Common Reader, (1925), Essay, UK
• Kathleen Winter (1)
  • IN: Annabel (2011) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Different though the sexes are, they inter-mix. In every human being a vacillation from one sex to the other takes place, and often it is only the clothes that keep the male or female likeness, while underneath the sex is the very opposite of what it is above.
    FROM: Orlando, (1928), Book, UK
• Russell Kane (1)
  • IN: The Humorist (2012) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
    FROM: A Room of One's Own, (1929), Essay, UK
• Rosemary Friedman (1)
  • IN: The Man Who Understood Women and Other Stories (2013) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: This is an important book, the critic assumes, because it deals with war. This is an insignificant book, because it deals with the feelings of women in a drawing-room.
    FROM: A Room of One's Own, (1929), Essay, UK
• Valerie Bowman (1)
  • IN: Never Trust A Pirate (2017) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: "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."
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Mandy Berman (1)
  • IN: Perennials (2017) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: She would not say of any one in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged.
    FROM: Mrs. Dalloway, (1925), Novel, UK
• Laura Barnett (1)
  • IN: Greatest Hits (2017) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: So it wasn't a failure after all! It was going to be all right now -- her party. It had begun. It had started. But it was still touch and go.
    FROM: Mrs Dalloway, (1925), Novel, UK
• Indira Ganesan (1)
  • IN: As Sweet As Honey (2013) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Love has a thousand shapes.
    FROM: To the Lighthouse, (1927), Novel, UK
• A. Manette Ansay (1)
  • IN: Limbo (2001) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: it is only by putting it into words that I make it whole
    FROM: Moments of Being, (1972), Book, UK
• Sue Hubbard (1)
  • IN: Rainsongs (2018) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Yes, of course, if it's fine tomorrow,' said Mrs Ramsay. 'But you'll have to be up with the lark.'
    FROM: To the Lighthouse, (1927), Novel, UK
• Leni Zumas (1)
  • IN: Red Clocks (2018) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: For nothing was simply one thing. The other Lighthouse was true too.
    FROM: To the Lighthouse, (1927), Novel, UK
• Ellery Adams (1)
  • IN: The Secret, Book & Scone Society (2017) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Books are everywhere; and always the same sense of adventure fills us. Second-hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack. Besides, in this random miscellaneous company we may rub against some complete stranger who will, with luck, turn into the best friend we have in the world.
    FROM: Street Haunting, (1930), Book, UK