I should like it to resemble some deep old desk, or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. (Virginia Woolf) We become ourselves through others, and the self is a porous thing, not a sealed container (Siri Hustvedt) En vez de mirarme en mi espejo quiero que mi espejo se mire en mí (Alejandra Pizarnik)
Leonard Woolf being a great psychological and intellectual support to Virginia Woolf, who was just recovering from an acute depression. Here is his opinion on The Years:
Thursday 5 November (1936)
The miracle is accomplished. L. put down the last sheet about 12 last night; & could not speak. He was in tears. He says it is “a most remarkable book- he likes it better than The Waves” & has no spark of doubt that it must be published. I, as a witness, not only to his emotion, but to his absorption, for he read on & on, can’t doubt his opinion: what about my own? Anyhow the moment of relief was divine. I hardly know yet if I’m on my heels or head- so amazing is the reversal since Tuesday morning. I have never had such an experience before. Now it is pouring & we go down to Lewes for the fireworks. Eth Watson & Ka yesterday & to the Book Show & walk along V Street & so on.
Monday 9 November
I must make some resolutions about this book. I find it extremely difficult. I get into despair. It seems so bad. I can only cling to L.’s verdict. […]
Tuesday 24 November
… A curious throbbing this disease produces. But I’ve been on the whole vigorous & cheerful since the wonderful revelation of L.’s that night. How I woke from death -or non being- to life! What an incredible night-what a weight rolled off!
The Diary of Viriginia Woolf. Volume 5 (1936-1941)