I talk to God but the sky is empty.
SYLVIA PLATHPerhaps 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.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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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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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.
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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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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
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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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People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
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Opinions are like orgasms, mine matters most and I really don’t care if you have one.
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I smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
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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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The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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