Wat a vast fertility of pleasure books hold for me! I went in and found the table laden with books. I looked in and sniffed them all. I could not resist carrying this one off and broaching it. I think I could happily live here and read forever.

The history of most women is hidden either by silence, or by flourishes and ornaments that amount to silence.

Chastity ... has, even now, a religious importance in a woman's life, and has so wrapped itself round with nerves and instincts that to cut it free and bring it to the light of day demands courage of the rarest.

If the best of one's feelings means nothing to the person most concerned in those feelings, what reality is left us?

A thousand things to be written had I time: had I power. A very little writing uses up my capacity for writing.

Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet.

To be nothing - is that not, after all, the most satisfactory fact in the whole world?