Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
SYLVIA PLATH
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out.
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Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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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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I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
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And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
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The abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.
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It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
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I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.
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