tell Bob happiness streams wrenched a piece life, a piece hurt beauty, — Sylvia Plath, Unabridged Journals Sylvia Plath

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How can I tell Bob that my happiness streams from having wrenched a piece out of my life, a piece of hurt and beauty, and transformed it to typewritten words on paper? How can he know I am justifying my life, my keen emotions, my feeling, by turning it into print?

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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