Sylvia Plath Quotes

I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
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Experience Feeling Life Live Mental Physical Possible Shade Variation
I knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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Again Decision Healing
Wear your heart on your skin in this life.
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Heart Life One Liner Skin Tattoo Wear
I have stitched life into me like a rare organ.
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Life Myself Organ Rare Stitch
After all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal.
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Choose Inspirational Life Reveal
Perhaps 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.
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Beat Beauty Broken Heart Come Back Defeat Home Sorrow Story
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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Born Drops Eyes Shut World
As a poet, one lives a bit on air. I always like someone who can teach me something practical.
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Air Always Live Poet Practical Teaching
Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
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Cold Expectation Goodness Hard Time Kind Love Mood Time Understand
I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
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Darkness Depression Sleep Terrified
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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Acceptance Demonstrate Expectation Feeling Finding Giving Love
Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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Art Broken Heart Depression Die Exceptional
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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Dreams Horrible Imagination Life Poverty Work
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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Broken Heart Forever Giving Gone Heart Love Want
I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
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Blood Death Violence
Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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Myself Steer
Every day is precious and I feel infinitely sad at this time melting away from me.
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Hurt Infinite Melt Precious Sad
Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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Bone Curse Love
Everything in life is writable.
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Life Writing
I woke to the sound of rain.
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Rain Sound Wake Up
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
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Breath Heart Listen Peace Self Love
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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Fall Mood People Understand
It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.
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Awful Deep Freedom Want
I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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Break Up Flesh Kill Slave Soul
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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Air Feeling Happiness Mountain People Tree
Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.
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Beauty Coincidence Combination Fairy Tale Hurt Life Shock Togetherness
See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.
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Contain Crack Darkness Leak Life

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