I am myself. That is not enough.
SYLVIA PLATHIf the body is a temple, then tattoos are its stained glass windows.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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I dream too much, work too little.
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I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.
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She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.
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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
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Everything in life is writable.
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Don’t let the wicked city get you down.
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Intoxicated with madness, I’m in love with my sadness.
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I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life.
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Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.
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I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
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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 knew you’d decide to be all right again.
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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.
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What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
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