April 2005 Journal:
Reading Woolf’s The Shorter Diary, I noted she wondered whether her writing about her friends and acquaintances more than the politics of the time would make her diary less than what it should be: whether it would stand up to posterity, whether the “older” Virginia would one day read it and think it contained nothing of importance. Her diary is full of life, and masterful writing — and isn’t that saying something, for sentences that you dash off in a hurry, without much thought. I want to say to her, “It’s perfect, perfect as it is!”
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