In Memoriam
"Outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awfull helpless numbness. I look down into de warm, earthy world. Into a nest of lovers beds, baby cribs, meal tables, all the solid commerce of life in this earth, and feel apart, enclosed in a wall of glass. "
Sylvia Plath, 'The Bell Jar"
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