Sylvia Plath Quotes About Bones
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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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Ash, ash —- You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there—— A cake of soap, A wedding ring, A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.
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The moon has nothing to be sad about, Staring from her hood of bone. She is used to this sort of thing. Her blacks crackle and drag.
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Doreen had intuition. Everything she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my own bones.
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I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.
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At twenty I tried to die And get back, back, back to you. I thought even the bones would do.
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I thought if only I had a keen, shapely bone structure to my face or could discuss politics shrewdly or was a famous writer Constantin might find me interesting enough to sleep with. And then I wondered if as soon as he came to like me he would sink into ordinariness, and if as soon as he came to love me I would find fault, the way I did with Buddy Willard and the boys before him.
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