Nichole’s Reviews > The Bell Jar > Status Update

“… Wherever I sat -on the deck of a ship or a street cafe in Paris or Bangkok - I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”

“It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.”

“I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I don’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to be or look at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes…”

“ I thought the tv might just be a punishment for the kind of double life Buddy lived…”
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“The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed”

“I thought it sounded just like a sort of drug a man would invent….”

I wondered why I couldn’t go all the way with doing what I should anymore. This made me sad and tired. Then I wondered why I wouldn’t go all the way with things I shouldn’t, and this made me sadder and more tired.

“The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence”