The Waves Virginia Woolf Quotes

#1. Ideas will be the major source of new wealth.

Brian Tracy

#2. I realized that she had simply fulfilled her mission in this life and that she had escaped another dimension where her spirit, finally free of its material burden, would be more at home

Isabel Allende

#3. I see nothing. We may sink and settle on the waves. The sea will drum in my ears. The white petals will be darkened with sea water. They will float for a moment and then sink. Rolling over the waves will shoulder me under. Everything falls in a tremendous shower, dissolving me.

Virginia Woolf

#4. One of the most beautiful ways for spiritual formation to take place is to let your insecurity lead you closer to the Lord. Natural hypersensitivity can become an asset; it makes you aware of your need to be with people and it allows you to be more willing to look at their needs.

Henri Nouwen

#5. Anytime people read my tweets, they hear it in Auto-Tune.

T-Pain

#6. I exist only in the soles of my feet and in the tired muscles of my thighs. We have been walking for hours it seems. But where? I cannot remember.

Virginia Woolf

#7. Outside the trees dragged their leaves like nets through the depths of the air; the sound of water was in the room and through the waves came the voices of birds singing.

Virginia Woolf

#8. And then he could not see her come into a room without a sense of the flowing of robes, of the flowering of blossoms, of the purple waves of the sea, of all things that are lovely and mutable on the surface but still and passionate in their heart.

Virginia Woolf

#9. We all leave our mother's womb with blood not only on our hands, but all over us. Some of us are lucky enough to be washed clean. Pristine. Some of us, inauspiciously, are left stained. Permanently.

S. Ann Cole

#10. She was thinking how all those paths and the lawn, thick and knotted with the lives they had lived there, were gone: were rubbed out; were past; were unreal, and now this was real; the boat and the sail with its patch; Macalister with his earrings; the noise of the waves
all this was real.

Virginia Woolf

#11. Let me pull myself out of these waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.

Virginia Woolf

#12. Gently the waves would break (Lily heard them in her sleep); tenderly the light fell (it seemed to come through her eyelids). And it all looked, Mr. Carmichael thought, shutting his book, falling asleep, much as it used to look years ago.

Virginia Woolf

#13. So that the monotonous fall of the waves on the beach, which for the most part beat a measured and soothing tattoo to her thoughts seemed consolingly to repeat over and over again ...

Virginia Woolf

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

Virginia Woolf

#15. What?" "You're smiling like Mom at a New Kids On The Block concert.

Kelly Oram

#16. There was silence. Then as if to refresh the power of destruction, the wind rose and the waves rose and through the house there lifted itself a sullen wave of doom which curled and crashed and the whole earth seemed ruining and washing away in water.

Virginia Woolf

#17. Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waves swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad.

Virginia Woolf

#18. The Waves is an extraordinary achievement ... It is trembling on the edge. A little less - and it would lose its poetry. A little more - and it would be over into the abyss, and be dull and arty. It is her greatest book.

E. M. Forster

#19. You have been marking the passages that seem to approve of your own character.

Virginia Woolf

#20. For such gestures one falls hopelessly in love for a lifetime

Virginia Woolf

#21. The wave paused, and then drew out again, sighing like a sleeper whose breath comes and goes unconsciously.

Virginia Woolf

#22. And I will now rock the brown basin from side to side so that my ships may ride the waves. Some will founder. Some will dash themselves against the cliffs. One sails alone. That is my ship. It sails into icy caverns where the sea-bear barks and stalactites swing green chains.

Virginia Woolf

#23. The streets seemed to chafe the very air ... and lift its leaves hotly, brilliantly, on waves of that divine vitality which Clarissa loved.

Virginia Woolf

#24. Meanwhile, let us abolish the ticking of time's clock with one blow. Come closer.

Virginia Woolf

#25. Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.
Bernard, The Waves

Virginia Woolf

#26. I have to go with what the painting says to me. The painting is always informing me. I'm its servant; it's not mine. I'm doing what it wants.

Gary Hume

#27. I need someone whose mind falls like a chopper on a block; to whom the pitch of absurdity is sublime, and a shoestring adorable. To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion?

Virginia Woolf