As we face each other in omnibuses and underground railways we are looking into the mirror that accounts for the vagueness, the gleam of glassiness, in our eyes. Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall human, people essence, nature
Everything’s moving, falling, slipping, vanishing.... There is a vast upheaval of matter. Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall being matter, substance
I understand Nature’s game—her prompting to take action as a way of ending any thought that threatens to excite or to pain. Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall thoughts act
How readily our thoughts swarm upon a new object, lifting it a little way, as ants carry a blade of straw so feverishly, and then leave it... Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall thoughts new
Why, if one wants to compare life to anything, one must liken it to being blown through the Tube at fifty miles an hour — landing at the other end without a single hairpin in one’s hair! Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall life comparison
... because once a thing’s done, no one ever knows how it happened. Oh! dear me, the mystery of life; The inaccuracy of thought! The ignorance of humanity! Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall
Indeed, it is curious how instinctively one protects the image of oneself from idolatry or any other handling that could make it ridiculous, or too unlike the original to be believed in any longer. Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall essence, nature
And the less we honour them as our superstitions dwindle and our respect for beauty and health of mind increases.... Virginia Woolf The Mark on the Wall scientists