Quotes About Transition
I am growing up. I am losing some illusions, perhaps to acquire others.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
They do not understand that that I have to effect different transitions; have to cover the entrances and exits of several different men who alternately act their parts as Bernard.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
The cold stream of visual impressions failed him now as if the eye were a cup that overflowed and let the rest run down its china walls unrecorded. The brain must wake now. The body must contract now, entering the house, the lighted house, where the door stood open, where the motor cars were standing, and bright women descending: the soul must brave itself to endure. He opened the big blade of his pocket-knife.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
And she came in from the little room.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
But when she looked at Prue tonight, she saw this was not now quite true of her. She was just beginning, just moving, just descending.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
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
BazillionQuotes.com
I am suspended between life and death in an unfamiliar way
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Tengo raíces, pero floto.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
I am growing up,' she thought, taking her taper. 'I am losing my illusions, perhaps to acquire new ones
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Nothing could be seen whole or read from start to finish. What was seen begun - like two friends starting to meet each other across the street - was never seen ended. After twenty minutes the body and mind were like scraps of torn paper tumbling from a sack and, indeed, the process of motoring fast out of London so much resembles the chopping small of identity which precedes unconsciousness and perhaps death itself...
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Tu È™i eu, È™i ea trecem È™i pierim; nimic nu d?inuie; totul se schimb?; în afar? de cuvinte È™i pictur?.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
her generation of novelists, including Forster, Lawrence, and Joyce, from their Edwardian predecessors, Bennett, Galsworthy, and Wells.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Orlando had become a woman. In every other aspect, Orlando remained precisely as he had been
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
The next few months passed away, as many years can pass away, without definite events, and yet, if suddenly disturbed, it would be seen that such months or years had a character unlike others.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Now it was time to move, and, as a woman gathers her things together, her cloak, her gloves, her opera-glasses, and gets up to go out of the theatre into the street, she rose from the sofa and went to Peter.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Bien des choses se sont détachées de moi. J'ai survécu à certains désirs; j'ai perdu des amis, les uns par la mort, d'autres par ma simple incapacité à traverser la rue.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
That was the worst of growing up, she thought; they couldn't share things as they used to share them.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
With the twelfth stroke of midnight, the darkness was complete. A turbulent welter of cloud covered the city. All was darkness; all was doubt; all was confusion. The eighteenth century was over; the nineteenth century had begun.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Ya no podía distinguir, allí en la colina, cuál era su casa. Todo parecía distante y tranquilo y extraño. La orilla parecía refinada, lejana, irreal. Ya la pequeña distancia que habían navegado los había alejado de ella y le había dado el aspecto cambiado, el aspecto sereno, de algo que retrocede y de lo que ya no se forma parte.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
So coming back from a journey, or after an illness, before habits had spun themselves across the surface, one felt that same unreality, which was so startling; felt something emerge. Life was most vivid then.
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
For she was a child, throwing bread to the ducks, between her parents, and at the same time a grown woman coming to her parents who stood by the lake, holding her life in her arms which, as she neared them, grew larger and larger in her arms until it became a whole life, a complete life, which she put down by them and said, 'This is what I have made of it! This!' And what had she made of it? What, indeed?
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
kardjának élét az élet felé fordítva...
~ Virginia Woolf
BazillionQuotes.com
Most of the dandelions had changed from suns into moons.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
BazillionQuotes.com
I was a daisy fresh girl and look what you've done to me.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
BazillionQuotes.com
