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Sylvia Plath Quote - The abstract kills, the concrete saves.

The abstract kills, the concrete saves.

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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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Cure Help Mother Thinking Worse Yourself
I smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
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Enough Important Need Smile Thinking
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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Afraid Criticize Experience Glory Inspirational Myself Numb Pain Shut Taste Want
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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Inadequate Trouble
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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Cold Expectation Goodness Hard Time Kind Love Mood Time Understand
The truth comes to me. The truth loves me.
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Come Love Truth
When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn’t want it, you cannot take it back. It’s gone forever.
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Broken Heart Forever Giving Gone Heart Love Want
I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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Capable Desperate Love Obvious Want
The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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Growth heavy Kiss
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
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Age Education Fade Feminism Horrible Ideas Indifference
I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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Always Christmas Disappointment Feeling
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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Air Feeling Happiness Mountain People Tree
There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
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Friendship Humour Old
I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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Absolute Finding Fulfillemnt Myself Poem Writing
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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Feeling Life Melt Negative Person Shadow
Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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Death Future

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