Everything in life is writable.
SYLVIA PLATHEverything in life is writable.
SYLVIA PLATHWhat horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
SYLVIA PLATHAloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.
SYLVIA PLATHLove life day by day, color by color, touch by touch.
SYLVIA PLATHPlease, I want so badly for the good things to happen.
SYLVIA PLATHIf you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
SYLVIA PLATHThe abstract kills, the concrete saves.
SYLVIA PLATHPerhaps 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.
SYLVIA PLATHEvery day is precious and I feel infinitely sad at this time melting away from me.
SYLVIA PLATHI knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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 PLATHAfter all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal.
SYLVIA PLATHI want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
SYLVIA PLATHI felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
SYLVIA PLATHI want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.
SYLVIA PLATHPerhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
SYLVIA PLATH