I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery – air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, This is what it is to be happy.
SYLVIA PLATHI am myself. That is not enough.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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The hardest thing, I think, is to live richly in the present, without letting it be tainted and spoiled out of fear for the future or regret for a badly-managed past.
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I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.
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Opinions are like orgasms, mine matters most and I really don’t care if you have one.
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Love life day by day, color by color, touch by touch.
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Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
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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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After all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal.
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Only I wasn’t steering anything, not even myself.
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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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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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It’s a hell of a responsibility to be yourself. It’s much easier to be somebody else or nobody at all.
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I woke to the sound of rain.
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There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
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I want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same.
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It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
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People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
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There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room.
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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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I have stitched life into me like a rare organ.
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I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.
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The silence depressed me. It wasn’t the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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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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If the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
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