I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.
SYLVIA PLATHThe trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.
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The hardest thing, I think, is to live richly in the present, without letting it be tainted and spoiled out of fear for the future or regret for a badly-managed past.
SYLVIA PLATHThe hardest thing, I think, is to live richly in the present, without letting it be tainted and spoiled out of fear for the future or regret for a badly-managed past.
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I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
SYLVIA PLATHI felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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Every day is precious and I feel infinitely sad at this time melting away from me.
SYLVIA PLATHEvery day is precious and I feel infinitely sad at this time melting away from me.
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Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
SYLVIA PLATHBefore I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
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I dream too much, work too little.
SYLVIA PLATHI dream too much, work too little.
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There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
SYLVIA PLATHThere is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
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Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
SYLVIA PLATHCompared with me, a tree is immortal.
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I talk to God but the sky is empty.
SYLVIA PLATHI talk to God but the sky is empty.
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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
SYLVIA PLATHLove is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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I knew you’d decide to be all right again.
SYLVIA PLATHI knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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I have stitched life into me like a rare organ.
SYLVIA PLATHI have stitched life into me like a rare organ.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
SYLVIA PLATHIntoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
SYLVIA PLATHI must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
SYLVIA PLATHWhat I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
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She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
SYLVIA PLATHShe stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
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