I fixed my eyes on the larget cloud, as if, when it passed out of my sight, I might have the good luck to pass with it. Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar More Quotes by Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar More Quotes From Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream. Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
