Does she know you love her?”
“Of course.” I paused.
The obstacle seemed unreal to me.
“If you love her,” I said, “you’ll love somebody else someday.
“Of course.” I paused.
The obstacle seemed unreal to me.
“If you love her,” I said, “you’ll love somebody else someday.
— Sylvia Plath — The Bell Jar, Chapter 9 (via littlelumberjack)