QOTD - Sylvia Plath

“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.” – Sylvia Plath

QOTD - Sylvia Plath

 “I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.’” – Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar