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    Jul 16, 2013

    13 Pinterest Tragedies Explained By Sylvia Plath Quotes

    "I hate handing over money for what I could just as easily do myself, it makes me nervous." — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar


    “I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.” — The Bell Jar


    “Why the hell are we conditioned into the smooth strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world, Alice-in-Wonderland fable, only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become aware of ourselves as individuals with a dull responsibility in life?” — The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath


    “If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.” — The Bell Jar


    “I am afraid. I am not solid, but hollow. I feel behind my eyes a numb, paralyzed cavern, a pit of hell, a mimicking nothingness.” — The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath


    "I started adding up all the things I couldn't do. I began with cooking.” — The Bell Jar


    “There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.” — The Bell Jar


    “The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.” — The Bell Jar


    “I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant loosing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.” — The Bell Jar


    “Everything people did seemed so silly, because they only died in the end.” — The Bell Jar


    “I didn't really see why people should look at me. Plenty of people looked queerer than I did.” — The Bell Jar


    “I felt limp and betrayed, like the skin shed by a terrible animal. It was a relief to be free of the animal, but it seemed to have taken my spirit with it, and everything else it could lay its paws on.” — The Bell Jar


    “I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted

    to lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty.

    How free it is, you have no idea how free.” — Ariel


    "I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas, as if whatever it was the pine boughs and the candles and the silver and gilt-ribboned presents and the birch-log fires and the Christmas turkey and the carols at the piano promised never came to pass." — The Bell Jar

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