Is there no way out of the mind?

Quote by Sylvia Plath

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How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.

How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.

The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.

The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.

Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it...

Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it...

The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm

The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then...

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then...

Widow. The word consumes itself.

Widow. The word consumes itself.

What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness

What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to...

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to...

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing...

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing...

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I...

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I...

The velvet dodges of the hypocrit

The velvet dodges of the hypocrit

Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.

Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

I love him to hell and back and heaven and back, and have and do...

I love him to hell and back and heaven and back, and have and do...

Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into...

Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into...

But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare...

But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare...

I could feel tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that...

I could feel tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that...

Was leaving your plan all along, or did you just decide I wasn't good enough?

Was leaving your plan all along, or did you just decide I wasn't good enough?

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of...

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of...

To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.

To love and win is the best thing. To love and lose, the next best.