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More Quotes by Sylvia Plath
let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
I talk to God but the sky is empty.
Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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.
I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
Is there no way out of the mind?
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.