The future Female writer, excerpts from A Room of One’s Own.
“And I must also consider her–this unknown woman-as the descendant of all those other women whose circumstances I have been glancing at and see what she inherits of their characteristics and restrictions. Now is the time, she would say to herself at a certain moment, when without doing anything violent I can show the meaning of all this. And she would make their presence felt. And one would feel, as she went on writing, as if one had gone to the top of the world and seen it laid out, very majestically, beneath. Give her another hundred years, I concluded, reading the last chapter—give her a room of her own and five hundred a year, let her speak her mind and leave out half that she now puts in, and she will write a better book one of these days. She will be a poet.”