How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.
SYLVIA PLATHI want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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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 silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
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See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.
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If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
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As a poet, one lives a bit on air. I always like someone who can teach me something practical.
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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 felt wise and cynical as all hell.
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I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
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I smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
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Love life day by day, color by color, touch by touch.
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I feel terribly vulnerable and ‘not-myself’ when I’m not writing.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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The abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.
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So learn about life. Cut yourself a big slice with the silver server, a big slice of pie. Open your eyes. Let life happen.
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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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People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
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I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
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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 want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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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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I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
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