More Quotes by Sylvia Plath
I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.
I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
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.
The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
Is there no way out of the mind?
Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.
