If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.

The large shiny black forehead of the first whale was no more than two yards from us when it sank beneath the surface of the water, then we saw the huge blue-black bulk glide quietly under the raft right beneath our feet. It lay there for some time, dark and motionless, and we held our breath as we looked down on the gigantic curved back of a mammal a good deal longer than the raft.

For the eye has this strange property: it rests only on beauty.

Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.

How then did it work out, all this? How did one judge people, think of them? How did one add up this and that and conclude that it is liking one felt, or disliking?

Incessant company is as bad as solitary confinement.

To make ideas effective, we must be able to fire them off. We must put them into action.