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The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,
Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars
Letting in the light, peephole after peephole—
A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.

— Sylvia Plath

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I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.

The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (2000)

If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.

The Bell Jar (1963)

The blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.

The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (2000)

What a man is is an arrow into the future and what a woman is is the place the arrow shoots off from.

The Bell Jar (1963)

To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream.

The Bell Jar (1963)

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