Bell jar Quote by Sylvia Plath Download Open image ““The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.”” — Sylvia Plath ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.4 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bell jar
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I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
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