Virginia Woolf Quotes About Life Novels & Stories

“Though, they will never be like us.” “Ah, I see,” Violet said. Part of her wanted to discard everything the woman was saying, but seeing how everyone reacted when they spoke of him, she found it hard to deny that there might be a grain of truth to her words. “How was he a wanna-be? What did he do?”

Violet shrugged the older woman's hands off, “I don't care about that. Only I can decide to die or live. I just want to know what she's really thinking. Does she also blame me for the late queen's death?” Lady Demi sighed loudly, “No, you're wrong, Violet. Even if you think only you can control whether to die or live, think about others. You're not alive only for yourself but others. You have a purpose, Violet.” ..even if I might not be able to see it.

Soft laughter rippled through the table. I swallowed, setting my glass down carefully. "It’s not difficult," I replied smoothly. "I prefer looking forward rather than dwelling on things that are no longer relevant." The amusement in her eyes flickered. She hadn’t expected me to answer so evenly. But before she could respond, Violet cut in. “Oh, but memories are what make us who we are, don’t you think?” she mused, swirling her champagne. “Carlisle and I have so many.” She turned her head toward him, a slow smile curling on her lips. “Don’t we, darling?”

I replied, with my eyes fixed on my meal. “Look dear. Sometimes things just happen, not because we want them to, but because we have no choice.” She said softly. “Fate can be cruel, but just be willing to accept things as they come.” She said louder this time, as she gently hit the table with her hands before balling them into fists. “ What else can you do? Try to live your best life, you only live once.” She downed the whole water in her glass cup before stuffing food in her mouth. “You only live once…” I repeated, barely above a whisper.

“Because I heard ‘Paris’ and ‘florist’ and I thought, ah yes, quarterly planning.” I finally looked at her. “You’re not funny.” “Not trying to be,” she said. “I’m trying to be precise. If she’s alive—and I’m not saying she is—she’ll show herself. That’s what women like her do. They circle back to the place that hurts.” “And if she does?” I asked. “Then we manage it.” Veronica smoothed an invisible wrinkle from her sleeve. “We always do.” I smiled at her, all teeth. “We don’t always win.”

My reason for life. My everything. My existence depends on her. I gave my all this evening; I took a plain, bog standard evening and turned it fun and exciting. Virginia was laughing, and smiling; finding it funny how I kept missing the holes during crazy golf, or how I splattered my mussels sauce down my shirt. It was a complete accident, but it made Virginia laugh, so I can take a little humiliation to see her eyes light up again. Virginia Rosalie Lawless. The love of my life.

she moved closer to him and clasped her hand over his, “I am telling you my favorite quote because it applies to you Nathan. I have seen you so many times put yourself down because you are blind but I want you to know that you can do much better, you don’t have to beat yourself up everyday because you can’t see, you are still the Nathan that the world knows and the world awaits more from you” “Babe…” he whispered but he could not get the words out of his mouth, he wasn’t expecting her to do this for him, this was the first time and it was beautiful. “Should I tell you another quote from the book?” “Hmmm” he nodded, “i really want to hear it” “Don't take life too seriously. Punch it in the fa

No matter how difficult it may be to do for me today. It may be challenging. But it's pretty easy to excel in life. I will apologise to myself. I shouldn't begin my life on a negative note. I need to be brave to see life differently. I need to excel. Yes, I need to grow in life. I have grown stronger than who I have been those dead years. Not dead years. Years passed by. I don't very much appreciate the word death or dead in usage. I end my day's note with a new quote: "Maybe there is a super microbe which, if present in large numbers in my body, can make me live forever." I may be right in that. I will explore it today.

“I wanted to check on you. You’ve been. quiet lately.” Richard chuckled, a sound that held little mirth. “Quiet is a luxury, my dear. One I’ve come to appreciate.” Violet sat on the chair opposite him, her hands clasped in her lap. “Is everything alright?” Richard sipped his tea and set the cup back on the side table. He leaned back in his chair, his gaze distant. "Do you ever think about the choices we make, Violet? How they ripple through our lives and the lives of others?"

In the midst of everything, I felt composed. As I gazed at my empty coffee cup, I thought to myself, "Maybe it's time for me to start living again." Livia's smile was soft and meaningful, as she gazed into her pen. "I'm confident that your life will be much more beautiful than any story you can tell me."