Willow

“After all, I wasn't crippled in any way, I just studied too hard, I didn't know when to stop.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“A summer calm laid its soothing hand over everything, like death.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“Julian moved closer to the booth. It was at times like this he wished he was any good at flirting. He wasn't. He had never in his life felt a flicker of desire for any girl who wasn't Emma, so it was something he'd never learned to do.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lord of Shadows

“To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar