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More Quotes by Sylvia Plath
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
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.
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.
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.
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.
There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
