Quotes about The bell

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We’ll take up where we left off, Esther’, she had said, with her sweet martyr’s smile. ‘We’ll act as if all this were a — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I knew I should be grateful to Mrs Guinea, only I couldn't feel a thing. If Mrs Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full. — Sylvia Plath
Don't bother to ring a bell in the ear that doesn't listen. Move to another ear, and if he doesn't listen to your bell, — Michael Bassey Johnson
I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
...without knowing why, he yielded to the temptation of those lips and flung onto them, eating them, partaking of their — Georges Rodenbach, The Bells of Bruges
Knock the door or ring the bell but don't ever push it! Be gentle! — Mehmet Murat ildan
She looked terrible, but very wise. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when — Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sharper odor of the res — Ernest Hemingway, For Whom the Bell Tolls
I couldn't stand the idea of a woman having to have a single pure life and a man being able to have a double life, one p — Sylvia Plath
It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther. — Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Sylvia Plath is there for me when actual living people upon who I have depended upon my whole life, are not. What I mean — Arlaina Tibensky, And Then Things Fall Apart