More from The Death of the Moth and Other Essays
- A light here required a shadow there.
- A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.
- For some reason, we know not what, his childhood was sharply severed. It lodged in him whole and entire. He could not disperse it.
- Humour is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue.
- If you do not tell the truth about yourself you cannot tell it about other people.
- Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions of others.
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