Widow. The word consumes itself. – Sylvia Plath
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again. – Sylvia Plath
Widow. The word consumes itself. – Sylvia Plath
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again. – Sylvia Plath
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then Im neurotic as hell. Ill be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days. – Sylvia Plath
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart: I am, I am, I am. – Sylvia Plath