'To the Lighthouse' By Virginia Woolf Quotes

To the Lighthouse is one of the most well-known works by Virginia Woolf. Here are a few quotes.

To the Lighthouse Quotes

  • "Who shall blame him? Who will not secretly rejoice when the hero puts his armour off, and halts by the window and gazes at his wife and son, who, very distant at first, gradually come closer and closer, till lips and book and head are clearly before him, though still lovely and unfamiliar from the intensity of his isolation and the waste of ages and the perishing of the stars, and finally putting his pipe in his pocket and bending his magnificent head before her-who will blame him if he does homage to the beauty of the world?"
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
  • "Could loving, as people called it, make her and Mrs. Ramsay one? for it was not knowledge but unity that she desired, not inscriptions on tablets, nothing that could be written in any language known to men, but intimacy itself, which is knowledge, she had thought, leaning her head on Mrs. Ramsay's knee."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 1, Ch. 9
  • "A light here required a shadow there."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 1, Ch. 10
  • "There were the eternal problems: suffering; death; the poor. There was always a woman dying of cancer even here. And yet she had said to all these children, You shall go through with it."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 1, Ch. 10
  • "It partook... of eternity... there is a coherence in things, a stability; something, she meant, is immune from change, and shines out (she glanced at the window with its ripple of reflected lights) in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby; so that again tonight she had the feeling she had had once today, already, of peace, of rest. Of such moments, she thought, the thing is made that endures."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
  • "She had done the usual trick - been nice. She would never know him. He would never know her. Human relations were all like that, she thought, and the worst (if it had not been for Mr. Bankes) were between men and women. Inevitably these were extremely insincere."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 1, Ch. 17
  • "For our penitence deserves a glimpse only; our toil respite only."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 2, Ch. 3
  • "she could not say it... as she looked at him she began to smile, for though she had not said a word, he knew, of course, he knew, that she loved him. He could not deny it. And smiling she looked out of the window and said (thinking to herself, Nothing on earth can equal this happiness)- 'Yes, you were right. It's going to be wet tomorrow. You won't be able to go.' And she looked at him smiling. For she had triumphed again. She had not said it: yet he knew."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
  • "The Lighthouse was then a silvery, misty-looking tower with a yellow eye, that opened suddenly, and softly in the evening. Now-James looked at the Lighthouse. He could see the white-washed rocks; the tower, stark and straight; he could see that it was barred with black and white; he could see windows in it; he could even see washing spread on the rocks to dry. So that was the Lighthouse, was it? No, the other was also the Lighthouse. For nothing was simply one thing. The other Lighthouse was true too."
    - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
  • "What is the meaning of life? That was all — a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years. The great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one." - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 3, Ch. 3
  • "Mrs. Ramsay sat silent. She was glad, Lily thought, to rest in silence, uncommunicative; to rest in the extreme obscurity of human relationships. Who knows what we are, what we feel? Who knows even at the moment of intimacy, This is knowledge? Aren't things spoilt then, Mrs. Ramsay may have asked (it seemed to have happened so often, this silence by her side) by saying them?" - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 3, Ch. 5
  • "But one only woke people if one knew what one wanted to say to them. And she wanted to say not one thing, but everything. Little words that broke up the thought and dismembered it said nothing. 'About life, about death; about Mrs. Ramsay' – no, she thought, one could say nothing to nobody." - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 3, Ch. 5
  • "She alone spoke the truth; to her alone could he speak it. That was the source of her everlasting attraction for him, perhaps; she was a person to whom one could say what came into one's head. - Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse, Part 3, Ch. 9