So learn about life. Cut yourself a big slice with the silver server, a big slice of pie. Open your eyes. Let life happen.
SYLVIA PLATHI want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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Eternity bores me, I never wanted it.
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Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
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After all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal.
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I am myself. That is not enough.
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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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The abstract kills, the concrete saves.
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Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.
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I am what I feel and think and do.
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I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.
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I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.
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I am too pure for you or anyone.
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Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.
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The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
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The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.
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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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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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It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
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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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Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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The constant struggle in mature life, I think, is to accept the necessity of tragedy and conflict, and not to try to escape to some falsely simple solution which does not include these more somber complexities.
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Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.
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