I’m sarcastic, skeptical, and sometimes callous because I’m still afraid, deep down, of letting myself be hurt.
SYLVIA PLATHI must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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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 abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.
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Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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Every day is precious and I feel infinitely sad at this time melting away from me.
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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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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life.
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I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
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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.
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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I hate handing over money to people for doing what I could just as easily do myself, it makes me nervous.
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