Dannii Elle’s Reviews > The Bell Jar > Status Update

"The trouble was, I hated the idea of serving men in any way."

"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."

The pain just leaps right off the page and straight into my heart!

"My mother kept telling me nobody wanted a plain English major. But an English major who knew shorthand would be something else again. Everybody would want her. She would be in demand among all the up-and-coming young men and she would transcribe letter after thrilling letter.

The trouble was, I hated the idea of serving men in any way. I wanted to dictate my own thrilling letters.”

"To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped... the world itself is the bad dream."

"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 somwhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at."

"And I know that in spite of all the roses and kisses and restaurant dinners a man showered on a woman before he married her, what he secretly wanted when the wedding service ended was for her to flatten out underneath his feet"

"People were made as nothing so much as dust"

"The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence."

My first Plath!