The Bell Jar
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When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
"Oh, sure you know," the photographer said.
"She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.
‘Do you know what a poem is, Esther?'
‘No, what?' I would say.
‘A piece of dust.'
Then, just as he was smiling and starting to look proud, I would say, 'So are the cadavers you cut up. So are the people you think you're curing. They're dust as dust as dust. I reckon a good poem lasts a whole lot longer than a hundred of those people put together.'
I am sure there are things that can't be cured by a good bath but I can't think of one.
If I was going to fall, I would hang on to my small comforts, at least, as long as I possibly could.
“Oysa hayatımın en parlak günlerini yaşıyor olmam gerekirdi..”
Hayatımın en berbat doğum gününe bir gün kalmışken kendimi büyük bir hediyeyle biraz sevindireyim istedim 🥲 Amazon stokları yenilenmişken cüzdanıma koca bir darbe, kütüphaneme ise bir sevinç oldu ndkdkd
Uzuuun bir zamandır 
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"I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig-tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet."
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"I thought it sounded just like the sort of drug a man would invent. Here was a woman in terrible pain, obviously feeling every bit of it or she wouldn't groan like that, and she would go straight home and start another baby, because the drug would make her forget how bad the pain had been, when all the time, in some secret part of her, that long, blind, doorless and windowless corridor of pain was waiting to open up and shut her in again."
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"'You oughtn't to see this,' Will muttered in my ear. 'You'll never want to have a baby if you do. They oughtn't to let women to watch. It'll be the end of the human race.'"
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Because I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to make up for missing out on it after death
The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.