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What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.

Sylvia Plath

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.
SYLVIA PLATH

Body Cling Confidence Loneliness Myself Need Soul Trust
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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Afraid Criticize Experience Glory Inspirational Myself Numb Pain Shut Taste Want
I felt myself melting into the shadows like the negative of a person I’d never seen before in my life.
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Feeling Life Melt Negative Person Shadow
I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.
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Hard Learning Life Love
I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
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Poetry Voice Writing
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
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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Be Yourself Deep Hell Responsiblity
My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
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Cure Help Mother Thinking Worse Yourself
There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
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Alone Certain Empty Strange Street Unique Walk
I find that in a novel I can get more of life, perhaps not such intense life, but certainly more of life than in poetry.
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Intense Life Novel Perhaps Poetry
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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Broken Heart Cry Depression Pain Sad
I am what I feel and think and do.
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Attitude Feeling One Liner Thinking
Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.
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Depression Goodness Happen Please Struggle
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
SYLVIA PLATH

Age Education Fade Feminism Horrible Ideas Indifference
The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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Growth heavy Kiss
Everything in life is writable.
SYLVIA PLATH

Life Writing

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