More quotes by Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own

"Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others."
"Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind."
"Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman."
"So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say."
"One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well."