It doesn't have to be the truth, just your vision of it, written down.

The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.

A light here required a shadow there.

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

Orlando naturally loved solitary places, vast views, and to feel himself for ever and ever and ever alone.

There is no room for the impurities of literature in an essay.... the essay must be pure--pure like water or pure like wine, but pure from dullness, deadness, and deposits of extraneous matter.

Jealousy ... survives every other passion of mankind.