Wed 20 August 1930

I am reading Dante, & I say, yes, this makes all writing unnecessary. This surpasses 'writing' as I say about Shakespeare. I read the Inferno for half an hour at the end of my own page: & that is the place of honour; that is to put the page into the furnace—if I have a furnace. Now to mash the potatoes.

virginia woolf, diary