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“We melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make an unsubstantial territory.”
| — | Virginia Woolf, The Waves |
“I am sleepily longing for something…nothing — talking, working, eating, wondering always who am I?”
| — | Sylvia Plath - from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath |
“She never cried, never uttered a word. Only her eyes spoke. Big, tragic eyes.”
| — | Jean-Paul Sartre - from No Exit |
“I hook into my mood and drain it onto the paper.”
| — | Anne Sexton - from A Self-Portrait In Letters |
“I call my shadow like a dog. And go.”
| — | Anna Kamienska - from A Nest of Quiet |
“Let me not be weak and tell others how I am bleeding internally; how day by day it drips, and gathers, and congeals.”
| — | Sylvia Plath - from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath |
“You may yearn for the grave, but just try living there.”
| — | Anna Kamienska - from A Nest of Quiet |
“By a mad miracle I go intact”
| — | Sylvia Plath - from Street Song |
“You shall not take a person in possession. It should rank among the first commandments.”
| — | Anna Kamienska - from A Nest of Quiet |
“You can’t know how strong my feelings are. All
things of myself I want to share with you. Sometimes it is hard to get
through, but I always want to. Despite all my sickness, I have grown.”
| — | Anne Sexton - from A Self-Portrait In Letters |
“Words strain,
Crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
Under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
Decay with imprecision, will not stay in place,
Will not stay still.”
| T. S. Eliot - from Burnt Norton |
“I am the enemy within.
I am the boss of your dreams.”
“When I woke up this morning, I didn’t have a face. Just a mask of pain.”
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