A fierce brief fusion which dreamers call real, and realists, an illusion; an insight like the flight of birds.
Sylvia PlathI hate handing over money to people for doing what I could just as easily do myself, it makes me nervous.
Sylvia PlathA fierce brief fusion which dreamers call real, and realists, an illusion; an insight like the flight of birds.
Sylvia PlathI hate handing over money to people for doing what I could just as easily do myself, it makes me nervous.
Sylvia Plath