She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
SYLVIA PLATHIntoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
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I dream too much, work too little.
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Don’t let the wicked city get you down.
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Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
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Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.
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I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out.
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People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
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There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
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Wear your heart on your skin in this life.
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We must be moving, working, making dreams to run toward; the poverty of life without dreams is too horrible to imagine.
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I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week.
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