“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately after they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.”
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
Sylvia Plath: “Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am, still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.”