I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, This is what it is to be happy.
SYLVIA PLATHI’m sarcastic, skeptical, and sometimes callous because I’m still afraid, deep down, of letting myself be hurt.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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We must be moving, working, making dreams to run toward; the poverty of life without dreams is too horrible to imagine.
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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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I talk to God but the sky is empty.
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There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
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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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The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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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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I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
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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 shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
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The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room.
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