More Quotes by Sylvia Plath
let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences
The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
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 shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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 desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.