A Room of One's Own

"Shakespeare had a sister; she lies buried where the omnibuses now stop. My belief is that this poet who never wrote a word and was buried at the crossroads still lives. She lives in you and in me, and in many other women who are not here tonight, for they are washing up the dishes and putting the children to bed. But she lives; she needs only the opportunity to walk among us in the flesh." - Virginia Woolf