I inhabit the wax image of myself, a doll's body. Sickness begins here; I am a dartboard for witches.
Sylvia PlathI know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root: It is what you fear. I do not fear it: I have been there.
Sylvia PlathAnd, I think: I am but one more drop in the great sea of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existence. Of the millions, I, too, was potentially everything at birth. I, too, was stunted, narrowed, warped, by my environment, my outcroppings of heredity. I, too, will find a set of beliefs, of standards to live by, yet the very satisfaction of finding them will be marred by the fact that I have reached the ultimate in shallow, two-dimensional living — a set of values.
Sylvia Plath