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November 24, 2008

The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath



‘Well, what’s so neurotic about that? ... Well? ... You can’t coddle these sick people, it’s the worse thing for them, it’ll spoil them to bits.’ (Esther to Buddy)

But the person in the mirror was paralysed and too stupid to do a thing.

No matter how much you knelt and prayed, you still had to eat three meals a day and have a job and live in the world.

… because whether I sat — on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok — I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.



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