I am dead to them, even though I once flowered.
SYLVIA PLATHI’m sarcastic, skeptical, and sometimes callous because I’m still afraid, deep down, of letting myself be hurt.
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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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Cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul.
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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.
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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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The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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I felt myself melting into the shadows like the negative of a person I’d never seen before in my life.
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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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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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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.
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Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
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If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
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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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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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