What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
SYLVIA PLATHI am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
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I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life.
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And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
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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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If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
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Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.
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Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.
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I have stitched life into me like a rare organ.
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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.
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When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn’t want it, you cannot take it back. It’s gone forever.
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Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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I want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same.
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I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give.
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Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
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I felt myself melting into the shadows like the negative of a person I’d never seen before in my life.
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Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.
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I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.
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Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
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So learn about life. Cut yourself a big slice with the silver server, a big slice of pie. Open your eyes. Let life happen.
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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 am dead to them, even though I once flowered.
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I hate handing over money to people for doing what I could just as easily do myself, it makes me nervous.
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