Not easy to state the change you made.
If I'm alive now, I was dead,
Though, like a stone, unbothered by it.
Stichwörter: sadness death depression sylvia-plath the-bell-jar
I'm never going to get married."
"You're crazy." Buddy brightened. "You'll change your mind."
"No. My mind's made up.
Stichwörter: sylvia-plath married the-bella-jar marrage
I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.
Sylvia PlathStichwörter: sleep night darkness sylvia-plath the-bell-jar pretend pillow look-forward
When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn't know.
Sylvia PlathStichwörter: future sylvia-plath the-bell-jar career grow-up
My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
Sylvia PlathStichwörter: thinking think yourself mother sylvia-plath the-bell-jar helping worse too-much
I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come.
Sylvia PlathStichwörter: sylvia-plath the-bell-jar
That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses.
"Save them for my funeral," I'd said.
Stichwörter: roses sylvia-plath the-bell-jar funeral
Over your body the clouds go
High, high and icily
And a little flat, as if they
Floated on a glass that was invisible.
Unlike swans,
Having no reflections;
Unlike you,
With no strings attached.
All cool, all blue. Unlike you
You, there on your back,
Eyes to the sky.
Stichwörter: sylvia-plath gulliver ariel
Even amidst fierce flames the golden lotus can be planted"
- Sylvia Plath's epitaph (from Wu Cheng'en's novel Journey to the West aka. Monkey, translated by Arthur Waley)
Stichwörter: epitaph sylvia-plath ted-hughes truths
My mind is killing me”
— The Glass Child, Stuck In My Mind
Stichwörter: music lyrics sylvia-plath lyrics-of-the-heart my-mind stuck-in-my-mind
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