May Sarton Quotes
When I Was Young And Knew Virginia Woolf Slightly, I Learned Something That Startled Me - That A Person May Be Ultrasensitive And Not Warm. She Was Intensely Curious And Plied One With Questions, Teasing, Charming Questions That Made The Young Person Glow At Being Even For A Moment The Object Of Her Attention. But I Did Feel At Times As Though I Were "a Specimen American Young Poet" To Be Absorbed And Filed Away In The Novelist's Store Of Vicarious Experience. Then One Had Also The Daring Sense That Anything Could Be Said, The Sense Of Freedom That Was Surely One Of The Keys To The Bloomsbury Ethos, A Shared Secret Amusement At Human Folly Or Pretensions. She Was Immensely Kind To Have Seen Me For At Least One Tea, As She Did For Some Years Whenever I Was In England, But In All That Time I Never Felt Warmth, And This Was Startling.
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