Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.
SYLVIA PLATHHour 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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I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.
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The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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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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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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The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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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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Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.
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There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
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Don’t let the wicked city get you down.
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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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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
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