It is the nature of the artist to mind excessively what is said about him. Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinions of others. – Virginia Woolf
If we didnt live venturously, plucking the wild goat by the beard, and trembling over precipices, we should never be depressed, Ive no doubt; but already should be faded, fatalistic and aged. – Virginia Woolf
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