I inherit the results of my acts of body, speech, and mind. My actions are my continuation.

Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered I have fought my way here to the castle beyond the Goblin City to take back the child you have stolen, for my will is as strong as yours and my kingdom as great. You have no power over me!

Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past.

There’s a stake in your fat black heart  And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you.  They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through.

Written By Sylvia Plath

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