Sylvia Plath Quotes

I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.

I don't want to use higher education as an escape from responsibility, but I feel there is so much more awareness I should have before plunging onto the field of battle.

If I didn't think, I'd be much happier; if I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the brink of nervous emotion and tears all the time.

Let's face it: I'm scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I'm afraid for myself... the old primitive urge for survival. It's getting so I live every moment with terrible intensity. It all flowed ov...

Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.

My skin is broken out from subconscious anxiety and tension, self-induced. Nothing is more difficult than lashing a vagrant mind suddenly into long self-imposed stints of concentration.

Neurotic, ha! I let out a scornful laugh. If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually e...

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do. A lifetime is not long enough. Nor youth to old age long enough. Immortality and permanence be damned. Sure I want them, but they are nonexistent, and...

Stupid pupil, it has to take everything in.

Sırça fanusun içinde ölü bir bebek gibi tıkanıp kalmış biri için dünyanın kendisi kötü bir düştür. Bir gün bir yerde -okulda, Avrupa'da, herhangi bir yerde- o boğucu çarpıtmalarıyla sırça fanusun yeni...

To feel the tender skin of sensitive child-fingers thicken; to feel the sex organs develop and call loudly to the flesh; to become aware of school, exams (the very words as unlovely as the sound of ch...

What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid. I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want.

When I was nineteen, pureness was the great issue. Instead of the world being divided up into Catholics and Protestants or Republicans and Democrats or white men and black men or even men and women, I...

When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.Oh, sure you know, the photographer said.She wants, said Jay Cee wittily, to be everything.

You are twenty. You are not dead, although you were dead. The girl who died. And was resurrected. Children. Witches. Magic. Symbols. Remember the illogic of the fantasy. The strange tableau in the clo...

Your security and love of life don't depend on the presence of another, but only on yourself, your chosen work, and your developing identity. Then you can safely choose to enrich your life by marrying...

امرأةٌ مبتسمة أنا لم أزل في الثلاثين ولديّ مثل القطة تسع مرّات لأموت.الموت فنّ على غرار كل ما عداه وإني أمارسه بإتقان أمارسه حتى يبدو جهنّما أمارسه حتى يبدو حقيقة في وسعكم القول إنه دعوتي.لكن هناك ثمن...

I fancied you'd return the way you said,But I grow old and I forget your name.(I think I made you up inside my head.)I should have loved a thunderbird instead;At least when spring comes they roar back...

A little thing, like children putting flowers in my hair, can fill up the widening cracks in my self-assurance like soothing lanolin. I was sitting out on the steps today, uneasy with fear and discont...

After nineteen years of running after good marks and prizes and grants of one sort or another, I was letting up, slowing down, dropping clean out of the race.