The Bell Jar
" Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace. " The Bell Jar, to the say the least, was a profound read. It was difficult for me to pick just one quote from the book for the intro. But if I tried to add anymore, I'd simply be rewriting the entire book in this post. Every word, every sentence you read in this book has a purpose. I fail to understand why I didn't chance upon this book sooner. In this book, Sylvia Plath chronicles the slow descend of her alter-ego, Esther Greenwood, into depression. Esther is successful, smart, talented and beautiful, yet adrift. Somewhere in the book Esther says "I was supposed to be having the time of my life". But she finds herself incapable of doing so. Ironically enough, she isn't sad. She just feels empty, like a shell. She wants to do so many thing...