The artist after all is a solitary being. - Virginia Woolf

Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, then to burn like a meteor and leave no dust.

And the poem, I think, is only your voice speaking.

In the past, the virtue of women's writing often lay in its divine spontaneity ... But it was also, and much more often, chattering and garrulous ... In future, granted time and books and a little space in the house for herself, literature will become for women, as for men, an art to be studied. Women's gift will be trained and strengthened. The novel will cease to be the dumping-ground for the personal emotions. It will become, more than at present, a work of art like any other, and its resources and its limitations will be explored.