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' I can't deceive myself out of the bare stark realization that no matter how enthusiastic you are, no matter how sure that character is fate, nothing is real, past or future, when you are alone...
... and if you have no past or future which, after all, is all that the present is made of, why then you may as well dispose of the empty shall of present and commit suicide. But the cold reasoning mass of gray entail in my cranium which parrots "I think, therefore I am," so I wait. What avail are good looks? To grab temporary security? What avail are brains? Merely to say "I have seen; I have comprehended?" Ah yes, I hate myself for not being able to go downstairs naturally and seek comfort in numbers. I hate myself for having to sit here and be torn between I know not what within me....
.... this loneliness will blur and diminish, no doubt, when tomorrow I plunge again into classes, into the necessity of studying for exams. But now, that false purpose is lifted and I am spinning in a temporary vacuum.'
- The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.
"Beauty without meaning is pointless. It's showing off." Anonymous.
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