09
Aug
08

The Bell Jar

“I felt like a race horse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly confronted by Wall Street and a business suit, his days of glory shrunk to a little gold cup on his mantel with a date engraved on it”

“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people’s eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.”

“I saw the days of the year stretching ahead like a series of bright, white boxes, and separating one box from another was sleep, like a black shade.  Only for me, the long perspective of shades that set off one box from the next day had suddenly snapped up, and I could see day after day after day glaring ahead of me like a white, broad, infinitely desolate avenue. ” The Bell Jar – Sylvia Plath

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2 Responses to “The Bell Jar”


  1. 1 i.
    October 27, 2008 at 7:47 am

    🙂 cartea mea de suflet. e minunat sa o gasesc si printre preferintele celorlalti, chiar daca plath ca poeta imi place mult mai mult.

  2. 2 moonlightblues
    October 27, 2008 at 1:05 pm

    imi pare rau ca nu am avut inca ocazia sa-i citesc poeziile..o sa le caut curand pentru ca mi le-a mai recomandat cineva 🙂


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