I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead

“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.”

- Sylvia Plath (and quoted by Sarah)

http://www.writersmugs.com/quotes.php?day=65

From Wikipeida:

"Sylvia Plath (October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963) was an American poet, novelist, and short story writer.
Famous for her tragic life and suicide, Plath is also known for writing The Bell Jar, a semi-autobiographical novel detailing her struggle with depression. Along with Anne Sexton, Plath is credited with advancing the genre of confessional poetry that Robert Lowell and W.D. Snodgrass initiated."

On Sarah's myspace she also has:

"The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.
Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.
How I would like to believe in tenderness -
The face of the effigy, gentled by candles,
Bending, on me in particular, its mild eyes."