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“I thought it would be easy, lying in the tub and seeing the redness flower from my wrists, flush after flush through the clear water, till I sank to sleep under a surface gaudy as poppies”

Quote by Sylvia Plath

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the bell jar

This book is a profound exploration of the psychological struggles of a young woman named Esther Greenwood, who experiences a breakdown while working as a guest editor at a prominent magazine. Set in the 1950s, it delves into the complexities of mental illness, societal expectations, and the search for identity. more

Author

Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath

American poet, novelist, and playwright. Her works are known for their profound emotion and unique style, and she is considered one of the most important female writers of the 20th century. more

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