- All's Well That Ends Well
- Antony and Cleopatra
- As You Like It
- The Comedy of Errors
- Coriolanus
- Cymbeline
- Hamlet
- Henry IV, Part 1
- Henry IV, Part 2
- Henry V
- Henry VI, Part 1
- Henry VI, Part 2
- Henry VI, Part 3
- Henry VIII
- Julius Caesar
- King John
- King Lear
- Love's Labor's Lost
- A Lover's Complaint
- Macbeth
- Measure for Measure
- The Merchant of Venice
- The Merry Wives of Windsor
- A Midsummer Night's Dream
- Much Ado About Nothing
- Othello
- Pericles
- The Rape of Lucrece
- Richard II
- Richard III
- Romeo and Juliet
- Shakespeare's Sonnets
- The Taming of the Shrew
- The Tempest
- Timon of Athens
- Titus Andronicus
- Troilus and Cressida
- Twelfth Night
- The Two Gentlemen of Verona
- Venus and Adonis
- The Winter's Tale
This quote occurs right before Orlando falls into one his week-long transformative sleeps (which is only one of many unbelievable events in Orlando’s life), and the novel prefaces this unbelievable event with this passage, which serves as a sort of explanation for what she is about to report. This short metacognitive aside is significant because it lends insight into Woolf’s opinion of traditional biography and her central argument that fact is ultimately subjective. Traditional biographies focus on what is considered objective fact, like the length of one’s life, their gender, or known achievements. The subjective aspects of one’s life, however…