Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost.

All great writers have, of course, an atmosphere in which they seem most at their ease and at their best; a mood of the general mind which they interpret and indeed almost discover, so that we come to read them rather for that than for any story or character or scene of seperate excellence.

A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.

Jealousy ... survives every other passion of mankind.

... pure honesty is a doubtful quality; it means often lack of imagination.

What has praise and fame to do with poetry? Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice? So that all this chatter and praise, and blame and meeting people who admired one and meeting people who did not admire one was as ill suited as could be to the thing itself- a voice answering a voice.

It is fatal to be a man or woman pure and simple: one must be a woman manly, or a man womanly.