All the Shades
I can never read all the books I want;
I can never be all the people I want and
live all the lives I want. I can never
train myself in all the skills I want.
And why do I want? I want to live and
feel all the shades, tones and variations
of mental and physical experience possible
in my life. And I am horribly limited.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Eddie’s Garden Photos
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