The stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking didn't make her skinny, it made her cry. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“At about this point I began to feel peculiar. I looked round me at all the rows of rapt little heads with the same silver glow on them at the front and the same black shadow on them at the… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
