Sylvia Plath Quotes

I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn't do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped...

Water will run by rule; the actual sun / Will scrupulously rise and set; / No little man lives in the exacting moon / And that is that, is that, is that.

Brave love, dream

I have stitched life into me like a rare organ

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;

brave love, dreamnot of staunching such strict flame, but come,lean to my wound; burn on, burn on.

Mother believed that I should have an enormous amount of sleep, and so I was never really tired when I went to bed. This was the best time of day, when I could lie in the vague twilight, drifting off...

I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.

I am too pure for you or anyone.

A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money.

It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they executed the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York. I'm stupid about executions. The idea of being electrocuted makes me sick, and t...

We shall by morningInherit the earth. Our foot's in the door.

If I was going to fall, I would hang on to my small comforts, at least, for as long as I possibly could.

I am your opus.

When they asked some old Roman philosopher or other how he wanted to die, he said he would open his veins in a warm bath. I thought it would be easy, lying in the tub and seeing the redness flower fro...

God, it was good to let go, let the tight mask fall off, and the bewildered, chaotic fragments pour out. It was the purge, the catharsis.

If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.You leave the same impression Of something beautiful, but annihilating.

He just wanted to see what a girl who was crazy enough to kill herself looked like.

How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl?