I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.
Sylvia PlathOne night she hid the pink cotton scarf from her raincoat in the pillowcase when the nurse came around to lock up her drawers and closets for the night. In the dark she had made a loop and tried to pull it tight around her throat. But always just as the air stopped coming and she felt the rushing grow louder in her ears, her hands would slacken and let go, and she would lie there panting for breath, cursing the dumb instinct in her body that fought to go on living
Sylvia PlathI am afraid of getting older โฆ I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a dayโspare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be freeโฆ. I want, I want to think, to be omniscientโฆ. I think I would like to call myself โThe girl who wanted to be God.
Sylvia Plath