I smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
SYLVIA PLATHEternity bores me, I never wanted it.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.
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I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.
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Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
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I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, This is what it is to be happy.
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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room.
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The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.
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Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.
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Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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