Being born a woman is an awful tragedy…
Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars – to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording – is all spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery.
My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy.
Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody as deeply as I can.
I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…
Sylvia Plath