Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
SYLVIA PLATHSee, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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I am not cruel, only truthful.
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I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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I knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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I’m sarcastic, skeptical, and sometimes callous because I’m still afraid, deep down, of letting myself be hurt.
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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.
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The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
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Let me live, love and say it well in good sentences.
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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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The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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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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What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.
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