I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
SYLVIA PLATHI want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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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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I am myself. That is not enough.
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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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The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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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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I smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
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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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I am too pure for you or anyone.
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The abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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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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The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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Let me live, love and say it well in good sentences.
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There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
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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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