She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
SYLVIA PLATHWe must be moving, working, making dreams to run toward; the poverty of life without dreams is too horrible to imagine.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
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I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.
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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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I feel terribly vulnerable and ‘not-myself’ when I’m not writing.
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The abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.
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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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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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Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.
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The constant struggle in mature life, I think, is to accept the necessity of tragedy and conflict, and not to try to escape to some falsely simple solution which does not include these more somber complexities.
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I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
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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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I talk to God but the sky is empty.
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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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As a poet, one lives a bit on air. I always like someone who can teach me something practical.
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Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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I woke to the sound of rain.
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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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I knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, This is what it is to be happy.
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Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
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Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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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.
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Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.
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