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streetsofcalcutta:

The greatest sisters in the world: Vanessa Bell and Virginia Woolf play cricket

streetsofcalcutta:

The greatest sisters in the world: Vanessa Bell and Virginia Woolf play cricket


"Women are hard on women. Women dislike women. Women — but are you not sick to death of the word? I can assure you that I am. Let us agree, then, that a paper read by a woman to women should end with something particularly disagreeable.
But how does it go? What can I think of? The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality. I like their completeness. I like their anonymity."
— Woolf, A Room of One’s Own (via herbalsmoothie)

"She [Mary Carmichael] wrote as a woman, but as a woman who has forgotten that she is a woman, so that her pages were full of that curious sexual quality which comes only when sex is unconscious of itself."
— Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

"It is fatal for anyone who writes […] to be a man or woman pure and simple; one must be woman-manly or man-womanly."
— Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own (via thefunerealmuseum)


pollymiau:

Virginia Woolf’s bedroom

photographed by Annie Leibovitz

pollymiau:

Virginia Woolf’s bedroom

photographed by Annie Leibovitz


"At this moment, as so often happens in London, there was a complete lull and suspension of traffic. Nothing came down the street; nobody passed. A single leaf detached itself from the plane tree at the end of the street, and in that pause and suspension fell. Somehow it was like a signal falling, a signal pointing to a force in things which one had overlooked."

Read: Virginia Woolf - A Room of One’s Own

(via lemonxiv)



"Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it matter that she must inevitably cease completely? All this must go on without her; did she resent it; or did it not become consoling to believe that death ended absolutely?"
— Mrs. Dalloway (via diamondsonthesouls)

"As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman, my country is the whole world."
— Virginia Woolf (via sail-the-desert)

"Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more."
— Virginia Woolf (via rarararambles)

"It appeared that nobody ever said a thing they meant, or ever talked of a feeling they felt, but that was what music was for."
— The Voyage Out, Virginia Woolf