And all those adjectives one found in women’s romances—a haughty bearing, to speak in sullen, contemptuous, supercilious, sarcastic or bitter tones—which in my mind could never apply to a real person or to anyone I knew. I believe that my writing is still confined to that material language of the past; the words and syntax which did not come to me at the time have never come to me. I shall never experience the pleasure of juggling with metaphors or indulging in stylistic play.)
