The truth comes to me. The truth loves me.
SYLVIA PLATH
I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week.
More Sylvia Plath Quotes
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The truth comes to me. The truth loves me.
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Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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I find myself absolutely fulfilled when I have written a poem.
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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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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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I am dead to them, even though I once flowered.
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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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What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination.
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One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.
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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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People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
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After all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal.
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I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
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I find that in a novel I can get more of life, perhaps not such intense life, but certainly more of life than in poetry.
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What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
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