1. To the Lighthouse
    [Mr. Ramsay stumbling along a passage stretched his arms out one dark morning, but, Mrs. Ramsay having died rather suddenly the night before, he stretched his arms out. They remained empty.]
  2. Orlando
    ...and so they talked two hours or more, perhaps about Cape Horn, perhaps not, and really it would profit little to write down what they said, for they knew each other so well they they could say anything they liked, which is tantamount to saying nothing, or saying such stupid, prosy things, as how to cook an omelette, or where to buy the best boots in London which have no listen taken from their setting, yet are positively of amazing beauty within it.
  3. A Room of One's Own
    The whole structure, therefore, of the early nineteenth-century novel was raised, if one was a woman, by a mind which was slightly pulled from the straight, and made to alter its clear vision in deference to external authority.
  4. Mrs. Dalloway
    'It is the hat that matters most,' she would say, when they walked out together.
  5. Diary, Volume 2
    It was a wet windy night; & as I walked back across the field I said Now I am meeting it; now the old devil has once more got his spine through the waves. (But I cannot re-capture really). Reality, so I thought, was unveiled. And there was something noble in feeling like this; tragic, not at all petty.
  6. Letters Volume 3
    Dearest donkey West, did you understand that when I wrote it was my best book I merely meant because all the pages were empty? A joke, a feeble joke: but then it might get round through Jack Squire through Hugh Walpole to Gosse: seriously such are your friends. These things make me shiver like a fish on a hook about 2 am so I am writing.
  7. The Waves
    'But if one day you do not come after breakfast, if one day I see you in some looking-glass perhaps looking after another, if the telephone buzzes and buzzes in your empty room, I shall then, after unspeakable anguish, I shall then- for there is no end to folly of the human heart- seek another, find another, you. Meanwhile, let us abolish the ticking of time's clock with one blow. Come closer.'
  8. The Voyage Out
    Supposing he went to her and said (he slackened his pace and began to speak aloud, as if he were speaking to Rachel): "I worship you, but I loathe marriage, I hate its smugness, its safety, its compromise, and the thought of you interfering in my work, hindering me; what would you answer?"
  9. Jacob's Room
    The magnificent world- the live, sane, vigorous world... These words refer to the stretch of wood pavement between Hammersmith and Holborn in January between two and three in the morning. That was the ground beneath Jacob's feet.
  10. The London Scene
    Where Shakespeare and Jonson once fronted each other and had their talk out, a million Mr. Smiths and Miss Browns scuttle and hurry, swing off omnibuses, dive into tubes. They seem too many, too minute, too like each other to have each a name, a character, a separate life of their own.
  11. Hyde Park Gate News
    I wish to put down the unreasonable habit of laidies making fat delicate creatures of dogs which would naturally be hardy and strong.