Sylvia Plath Quotes:
Ocupation: Poet
Life: October 27, 1932 - February 11, 1963
Birthday: October 27
Death: February 11
A bad dream.To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream.A bad dream.I remembered everything.I remembered the cadavers and Doreen and the story of the fig-tree and Marco's diamond and the sailor on the Common and Doctor Gordon's wall-eyed nurse and the broken thermometers and the negro with his two kinds of beans and the twenty pounds I gained on insulin and the rock that bulged between sky and sea like a grey skull.Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them.But they were part of me. They were my landscape
source: The Bell Jar ch. 20 (1963)
topic: Dream, Baby, Wall, Thermometers, Dead Baby, Bell Jar, Bad Dream, Cadavers, Insulin
