The trouble about jumping was that if you didn't pick the ri... - Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
"The trouble about jumping was that if you didn't pick the right number of storeys, you might still be alive when you hit bottom."
"The trouble about jumping was that if you didn't pick the right number of storeys, you might still be alive when you hit bottom."
"There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends."
"If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days."
"I wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree."
"Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace."
"I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy."