“Yes, I was infatuated with you; I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy.
Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
And you weren’t having any of those.”
– Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath