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More Quotes by Sylvia Plath
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.
Is there no way out of the mind?
