brooke shapiro

“I'd rather kill for love than kill for hate. Wouldn't you?”
― Fannie Flagg, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe

“To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream... I remembered everything... Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them. But they were a part of me. They were my landscape.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar