I’ll never speak to God again. - Sylvia Plath
"I’ll never speak to God again."
"I’ll never speak to God again."
"Is there no way out of the mind?"
"I talk to God but the sky is empty."
"I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?"
"What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination."
"I have stitched life into me like a rare organ"