And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
SYLVIA PLATH- I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.
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- black
- grey
- blue
- red
- brown
- white
I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
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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.
SYLVIA PLATHSo 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 felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
SYLVIA PLATHI felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas.
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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.
SYLVIA PLATHI 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 shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
SYLVIA PLATHI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
SYLVIA PLATHSo much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
SYLVIA PLATHThere is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.
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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
SYLVIA PLATHLove is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.
SYLVIA PLATHPerhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.
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My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
SYLVIA PLATHMy mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
SYLVIA PLATHIntoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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The truth comes to me. The truth loves me.
SYLVIA PLATHThe truth comes to me. The truth loves me.
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Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it
SYLVIA PLATHLove is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it
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Everything in life is writable.
SYLVIA PLATHEverything in life is writable.
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Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.
SYLVIA PLATHPlease, I want so badly for the good things to happen.
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I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life.
SYLVIA PLATHI want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life.
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