Long Quote by Sylvia Plath

June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone.

— Truman Capote

There was nothing separate about her days. Like drops on the window-pane, they ran together and trickled away.

— Dorothy Parker

Cara was six years younger. She slept in my bed for years.

— Poppy Delevingne

She felt herself needing more and more sleep. When she awoke in the morning, she thought of when she might lie down again -…

— Susan Sontag

How many days in a year, she woke up with hope but she only found tears.~

— Anonymous

She sleeps alone at last.

— Robert Benchley

“She suddenly thought one afternoon, when looking in the glass at her fairness, that there was yet another date, of greater importance to her…

— Thomas Hardy

Had she been in town, the two of them would have spent most of the day together, and she didn't want that. Then again,…

— Nicholas Sparks

She was tired of hugging pillows, counting on blankets for warmth, and reliving romantic moments only in her dreams. She was tired of hoping…

— Cecelia Ahern

Didn't people call New Year's the loneliest night on the calender? She took comfort in knowing somewhere on the planet, someone might be as…

— Mitch Albom

She had a short fuse this morning, because it was a day that ended with y, you see.

— Maggie Stiefvater

When she was three, her Barbies always did it on the first date.

— Bare Naked Ladies