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Sylvia Plath Quotes
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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do. A lifetime is not long enough. Nor youth to old age long enough. Immortality and permanence be damned. Sure I want them, but they are nonexistent, and won’t matter when I rot underground. All I want to say is: I made the best of a mediocre job. It was a good fight while it lasted. And so life goes (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
I have this demon who wants me to run away screaming if I am going to be flawed, fallible. It wants me to think I’m so good I must be perfect. Or nothing. I am, on the contrary, something: a being who gets tired, has shyness to fight, has more trouble than most facing people easily (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
Does she know you love her? Of course. I paused. The obstacle seemed unreal to me. If you love her, I said, you’ll love somebody else someday (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier; if I didn’t have any sex organs, I wouldn’t waver on the brink of nervous emotion and tears all the time (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl? (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
You are the one. Solid the spaces lean on, envious. You are the baby in the barn (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
It was my first big chance, but here I was, sitting back and letting it run through my fingers like so much water (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
I felt the first man I slept with must be intelligent, so I could respect him (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
…I hate myself for not being able to go downstairs naturally and seek comfort in numbers. I hate myself for having to sit here and be torn between I know not what within me (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss? Shall I ever find it, whatever it is? (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things I can never know, places I can never go, and people I can never be (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
The silence between us was so profound I thought part of it must be my fault (Sylvia Plath Quotes)
My boy, it’s your last resort. Will you marry it, marry it, marry it (Sylvia Plath Quotes)