What has become of my Tumblr?
- Dawn: The thing is, just because I'm quiet doesn't mean I have nothing to say.
- Don: Of course!
- Dawn: I mean, a tuning fork is silent, until you touch it. But then it gives off a perfect "A." Tap a single tuning fork and you can start up a whole orchestra. And if you tap anywhere in the whole world, it still gives off a perfect "A"! Just this little piece of metal, and it's like there's all this beautiful sound trapped inside of it...I don't think language is just music. I believe that language is the opposite of loneliness. And if everybody in the world spoke the same language, who would ever be lonely?
"Remember about the shadow of past knowledge. Write about your own experience. By that experience someone else may be a bit richer some day. Read widely of others experiences in thought and action – stretch to others even though it hurts and strains and would be more comfortable to snuggle back in the comforting cotton-wool of blissful ignorance! Hurl yourself at goals above your head and bear lacerations that come when you slip and make a fool of yourself. Try always, as long as you have breath in your body, to take the hard way, the Spartan way – and work, work, work to build yourself into a rich, continually evolving entity!"
– The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath