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Sylvia Plath Quotes | Quotes said by Sylvia Plath

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #1

    A little thing, like children putting flowers in my hair, can fill up the widening cracks in my self-assurance like soothing lanolin.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #2

    A man's world is different from a woman's world and a man's emotions are different from a woman's emotions and only marriage can bring the two different sets of emotions together properly.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #3

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

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #4

    A skeptic, I would ask for consistency first of all.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #5

    After all, I wasn't crippled in any way, I just studied too hard, I didn't know when to stop.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #6

    All I want is blackness. Blackness and silence.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #7

    All, all, becomes profitable. Education is of the most satisfying and available nature. I am at Smith! Which two years ago was a doubtful dream - and that fortuitous change of dream to reality has led me to desire more, and to lash myself onward - onward.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #8

    Although, I admit, I desire,
    Occasionally, some backtalk
    From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain:
    A certain minor light may still
    Lean incandescent

    Out of kitchen table or chair
    As if a celestial burning took
    Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then --

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #9

    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 Quote #10

    And I knew that in spite of all the roses and kisses and restaurant dinners a man showered on a woman before he married her, what he secretly wanted when the wedding service ended was for her to flatten out underneath his feet like Mrs. Willard's kitchen mat.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #11

    And of course I didn't know who would marry me now that I'd been where I had been. I didn't know at all.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #12

    August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #13

    because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #14

    Being born a woman is my awful tragedy. From the moment I was conceived I was doomed to sprout breasts and ovaries rather than penis and scrotum; to have my whole circle of action, thought and feeling rigidly circumscribed by my inescapable feminity. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars--to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording--all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night...

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #15

    brave love, dream
    not of staunching such strict flame, but come,
    lean to my wound; burn on, burn on.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #16

    But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare of interest and passion.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #17

    But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless 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 under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #18

    But women have lust, too. Why should they be relegated to the position of custodian of emotions, watcher of the infants, feeder of the soul, body and pride of man?

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #19

    But writing poems and letters doesn't seem to do much good.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #20

    Clouds pass and disperse.
    Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
    Is it for such I agitate my heart?

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #21

    Dancing is the normal prelude to intercourse

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #22

    Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #23

    Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a call.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #24

    Dying is an art.
    Like everything else,
    I do it exceptionally well.
    I do it so it feels like hell.
    I do it so it feels real.
    I guess you could say I have a call.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #25

    Dziewicza strona, biala. Pierwsza skalana i odrzucona. Wszystkie te marzenia, obietnice: czekanie, az bede mogla znowu pisac, a potem bolesny, sfuszerowany gwalt na pierwszej kartce.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #26

    Empty, I echo to the least footfall

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #27

    Ennui

    Tea leaves thwart those who court catastrophe,
    designing futures where nothing will occur:
    cross the gypsy’s palm and yawning she
    will still predict no perils left to conquer.
    Jeopardy is jejune now: naïve knight
    finds ogres out-of-date and dragons unheard
    of, while blasé princesses indict
    tilts at terror as downright absurd.

    The beast in Jamesian grove will never jump,
    compelling hero’s dull career to crisis;
    and when insouciant angels play God’s trump,
    while bored arena crowds for once look eager,
    hoping toward havoc, neither pleas nor prizes
    shall coax from doom’s blank door lady or tiger.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #28

    Feel oddly barren. My sickness is when words draw in their horns and the physical world refuses to be ordered, recreated, arranged and selected. I am a victim of it then, not a master.

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #29

    God, who am I?

  • Sylvia Plath Quote #30

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

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