Oana’s Reviews > The Collected Prose of Sylvia Plath > Status Update

“A child’s mind is such a secret place, once cannot intrude into their dreams…or into their sorrow. One can only begin ‘Once upon a time…’ and wait until the young return to you from the land of their imaginations.”

“Somehow it didn’t take - this initiation into the nihil of belonging. Maybe I was just too weird to begin with. […] The privilege of being anybody was turning its other face - to the pressure of being everybody; ergo, no one.”