There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice ...

There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice - patched, retreaded and approved for the road.

Ch. 20 - The Bell Jar (1963)

Sylvia Plath Quotes

There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice - patched, retreaded and approved for the road.

There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice - patched, retreaded and approved for the road.

There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice - patched, retreaded and approved for the road.

There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice - patched, retreaded and approved for the road.