“A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.”
— Sylvia Plath, book The Bell Jar
Source: The Bell Jar
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One grass-blade's curve, or the throat of one bird
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