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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.

Sylvia Plath

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  How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

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  I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.

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  I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.

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  People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.

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  Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.

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  If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.

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  I hate handing over money to people for doing what I could just as easily do myself, it makes me nervous.

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  Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.

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  I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.

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  I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.

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  Cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul.

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  What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.

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  It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.

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  Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.

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  The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.

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  I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.

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