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Virginia Woolf
"I ... shall gently surge across the lawn (I move as if I carried a basket of eggs on my head) light a cigarette, take my writing board on my knee; & let myself down, like a diver, very cautiously into the last sentence I wrote yesterday. Then perhaps after 20 minutes, or it may be more, I shall see a light in the depths of the sea, & stealthily approach -- for one's sentences are only an approximation, a net one flings over some sea pearl which may vanish; & if one brings it up it wont be anything like what it was when I saw it, under the sea. Now these are the great excitements of life."