Top 25 Dalloway Quotes
#1. Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.
Virginia Woolf
#2. Mrs. Dalloway raised her hand to her eyes, and, as the maid shut the door to, and she heard the swish of Lucy's skirts, she felt like a nun who has left the world and feels fold round her the familiar veils and the response to old devotions.
Virginia Woolf
#3. Virginia Woolf's great novel, 'Mrs. Dalloway,' is the first great book I ever read. I read it almost by accident when I was in high school, when I was 15 years old.
Michael Cunningham
#4. She lays the book face down on her chest. Already her bedroom (no, their bedroom) feels more densely inhabited, more actual, because a character named Mrs. Dalloway is on her way to buy flowers.
Michael Cunningham
#5. Mrs Dalloway is always giving parties to cover the silence
Virginia Woolf
#6. Thought Clarissa Dalloway, what a morning - fresh as if issued to children on a beach.
Virginia Woolf
#7. I kind of like to look at the ranch on Google; reminds me of where I want to be sometimes.
George W. Bush
#8. This was a favourite dress, one of Sally Parker's, the last almost she ever made, alas, for Sally had now retired, living at Ealing, and if ever I have a moment, thought Clarissa (but never would she have a moment any more), I shall go and see her at Ealing.
Virginia Woolf
#9. Whoever marries the spirit of the times must soon become a widower.
Peter Kreeft
#10. It's just as well I'm not claustrophobic. Even so, being held captive in a bottle was not how I'd planned to spend my weekend. It was also one of the most undignified positions I've ever been in; a water sprite can be squished down pretty small, but it doesn't mean we enjoy the process.
Deborah Jay
#11. Evans, Evans!" He Cried.
Mrs. Smith was talking aloud to himself, Agnes the servant girl cries to Mrs. Filmer in the kitchen. "Evans, Evans" he had said as she brought in the tray. She jumped, she did. She scuttled downstairs.
Virginia Woolf
#12. She sighed, she snored, not that she was asleep, only drowsy and heavy, drowsy and heavy, like a field of clover in the sunshine this hot July day, with the bees going round and about and the yellow butterflies.
Virginia Woolf
#13. Dr. Holmes came again. Large, fresh coloured, handsome, flicking his boots, looking in the glass, he brushed it all aside-headaches, sleeplessness, fears, dreams-nerve symptoms and nothing more, he said.
Virginia Woolf
#14. Every word you've ever said, is written somewhere in my mind.
Crystal Woods
#15. She would not say of anyone that they were this or that.
Virginia Woolf
#16. They never saw him drawing pictures of them naked at their antics in his notebook.
Virginia Woolf
#17. It was protective, on her side; sprang from a sense of being in league together, a presentiment of something that was bound to part them (they spoke of marriage always as a catastrophe), which led to this chivalry, this protective feeling which was much more on her side than Sally's.
Virginia Woolf
#18. Like the pulse of a perfect heart, life struck straight through the streets.
Virginia Woolf
#19. The justifications for eating animals and for not eating them are often identical: we are not them.
Jonathan Safran Foer
#20. The huge amount of love and support I've been receiving, whether it's in the fashion industry itself or on social media, truly warms my heart and motivates me to be a voice for all the women out there.
Maria Borges
#21. You just hear this constant whining, complaining about a loss of competitiveness, America in decline
Phil Gramm
#22. He [Hitler] seemed very depressed and upset about the Stalingrad disaster. He said that one is always liable to look on the black side of things after a defeat, a tendency which can lead one into dangerous and false conclusions.
Erwin Rommel
#23. There is nothing to unify God and the soul but the Cross.
Louis De Wohl
#24. While I have the utmost respect for people who practice the Christian faith, the fact is, as everyone knows, I am as Jewish as a matzo ball or kosher salami.
Jackie Mason
#25. Our terminal decline into old age and death stems from the fine print of the contract that we signed with our mitochondria two billion years ago.
Nick Lane
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