The Bell Jar

Nothing lasts. The beast inside me woke up again and gnawed at my soul. But I still draw. And I still write. With passion.

Passion. That’s it.
Dat is het toverwoord

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am

Sylvia Plath, ‘The Bell Jar’

The aim is to balance the terror of being alive with the wonder of being alive

Carlos Castaneda