I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
SYLVIA PLATHI write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
SYLVIA PLATHMy mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
SYLVIA PLATHSometimes 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.
SYLVIA PLATHWe must be moving, working, making dreams to run toward; the poverty of life without dreams is too horrible to imagine.
SYLVIA PLATHHour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.
SYLVIA PLATHI knew you’d decide to be all right again.
SYLVIA PLATHI like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.
SYLVIA PLATHWear your heart on your skin in this life.
SYLVIA PLATHOnly I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
SYLVIA PLATHI feel terribly vulnerable and ‘not-myself’ when I’m not writing.
SYLVIA PLATHI am too pure for you or anyone.
SYLVIA PLATHLet me live, love and say it well in good sentences.
SYLVIA PLATHI want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
SYLVIA PLATHI 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.
SYLVIA PLATHI smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
SYLVIA PLATHCheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul.
SYLVIA PLATH