sylvia plath//the bell jar

"the same thing happened over and over:
i would catch sight of some flawless man off in the distance, but as soon as he moved closer i immediately saw he wouldn't do at all. 

that's one of the reason 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 of in all directions myself, like the coloured arrows from a fourth of july rocket."

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