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More Quotes by Sylvia Plath
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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.
I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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.
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences
I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.