I have stitched life into me like a rare organ.
SYLVIA PLATHBefore I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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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 must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.
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There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
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I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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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 felt wise and cynical as all hell.
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Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
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The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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Eternity bores me, I never wanted it.
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I smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
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The abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
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I am myself. That is not enough.
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I dream too much, work too little.
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If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
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I am too pure for you or anyone.
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It’s a hell of a responsibility to be yourself. It’s much easier to be somebody else or nobody at all.
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I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.
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Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.
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I woke to the sound of rain.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.
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As a poet, one lives a bit on air. I always like someone who can teach me something practical.
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I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.
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