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“I did care...
I did say everything I thought
In the mildest words I knew. And
now,...
I have to say I'm relieved it is over:
At the end I could feel only pity
For that urge toward more life.
...Goodbye”
―
I did say everything I thought
In the mildest words I knew. And
now,...
I have to say I'm relieved it is over:
At the end I could feel only pity
For that urge toward more life.
...Goodbye”
―
“He danced there like an overturned centipede.”
― The Famished Road
― The Famished Road
“In a way, her strangeness, her naiveté, her craving for the other half of her equation was the consequence of an idle imagination. Had she paints, or clay, or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings, had she anything to engage her tremendous curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged the restlessness and preoccupation with whim for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for. And like an artist with no art form, she became dangerous.”
― Sula
― Sula
“Sometimes, when I am careless, I believe the wound is also the place where the skin reencounters itself, asking of each end, where have you been?”
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
“Being born a woman is my awful tragedy. From the moment I was conceived I was doomed to sprout breasts and ovaries rather than penis and scrotum; to have my whole circle of action, thought and feeling rigidly circumscribed by my inescapable feminity. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars--to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording--all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night...”
― The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
― The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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