A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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