The future is what matters โ because one never reaches it, but always stays in the present โ like the White Queen who had to run like the wind to remain in the same spot.
Sylvia PlathRead widely of others' experiences, even if it'd be more comfortable to snuggle back in the comforting cotton-wool of blissful ignorance.
Sylvia PlathI felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of sceneryโair, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.
Sylvia Plath