Ocupation: Poet
Life: October 27, 1932 - February 11, 1963
Birthday: October 27
Death: February 11
That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be the place an arrow shoots off from. I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.
source: Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.44, Hamilton Books
topic: July, Arrows, Rockets, Bell Jar