Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence. - Virginia Woolf, Orlando

"A woman knows very well that, though a wit sends her his poems, praises her judgment, solicits her criticism, and drinks her tea, this by no means signifies that he respects her opinions, admires her understanding, or will refuse, though the rapier is denied him, to run through the body with his pen."

"He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life."

"He who robs us of our dreams robs us of our life."

"Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice?"

"Green in nature is one thing, green in literature another. Nature and letters seem to have a natural antipathy; bring them together and they tear each other to pieces."