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The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath - Blog Posts
"I was trapped, with the tantalizing little square of night above me, and the warm, feminine atmosphere of the house enveloping me in its thick, feathery smothering embrace."
--Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
I am still so naïve, I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please don't ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?
Sylvia Plath, The unabridged journals of Sylvia Plath
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter – they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
[Text ID: “Love is an illusion, but I would willingly fall for it if I could believe in it.”]
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: Antoine St. Exupery once mourned the loss of a man and the secret treasures that he held inside him. I loved Exupery; I will read him again, and he will talk to me, not being dead, or gone. Is that life after death — mind living on paper and flesh living in offspring? Maybe. I do not know.]