Life Quotes by Sylvia Plath

“Ready for a new life”

— Sylvia Plath

There is no life higher than the grasstops

— Sylvia Plath

Wear your heart on your skin in this life.

— Sylvia Plath

Everything in life is writable...

— Sylvia Plath

We stayed at home to write, to consolidate our outstretched selves.

— Sylvia Plath

“I have room in me for love, and for ever so many little lives.”

— Sylvia Plath

I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn.

— Sylvia Plath

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

— Sylvia Plath

Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.

— Sylvia Plath

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.

— Sylvia Plath

I have stitched life into me like a rare organ

— Sylvia Plath

I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have.

— Sylvia Plath

Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware…

— Sylvia Plath

I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And…

— Sylvia Plath

“And there is the fallacy of existence: the idea that one would be happy forever and aye with a given situation or…

— Sylvia Plath

It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing negative - whichever is running…

— Sylvia Plath

I love the people,' I said. 'I have room in me for love, and for ever so many little lives.

— Sylvia Plath

Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty together with some hurtful self-questioning.

— Sylvia Plath

“How could I write about life when I'd never had a love affair or a baby or seen anybody die?”

— Sylvia Plath

“Now I know how people can live without books, without college. (...)and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times…

— Sylvia Plath

Is to throw together events from my own life, fictionalizing to add color—it’s a pot boiler really, but I think it will…

— Sylvia Plath

You ask me why I spend my life writing? Do I find entertainment? Is it worthwhile? Above all, does it pay? If…

— Sylvia Plath

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do. A lifetime is not long enough. Nor youth to old age long enough. Immortality…

— Sylvia Plath

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn't do…

— Sylvia Plath

I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in…

— Sylvia Plath

“What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination… If I sit still and don't do anything, the world…

— Sylvia Plath

What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid. I can…

— Sylvia Plath

Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not writing, as the spirit moved…

— Sylvia Plath

You have lost all delight in life. Ahead is a large array of blind alleys. You are half-deliberately, half-desperately cutting off your…

— Sylvia Plath

“Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not-writing, as the spirit moved me.…

— Sylvia Plath

“This woman lawyer said the best men wanted to be pure for their wives, and even if they weren't pure, they wanted…

— Sylvia Plath

“There is no living being on earth at this moment except myself. I could walk down the halls, and empty rooms would…

— Sylvia Plath

“Where was life? It dissipated, vanished into thin air, and my life stood weighed and found wanting because it had no ready-made…

— Sylvia Plath

“I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit…

— Sylvia Plath

“…What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I’m afraid. I can…

— Sylvia Plath

“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. [...] I saw myself sitting in…

— Sylvia Plath

Cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul.

— Sylvia Plath

You cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time...

— Sylvia Plath

“Is that life after death — mind living on paper and flesh living in offspring?”

— Sylvia Plath

My life is a discipline, a prison: I live for my own work, without which I am nothing.

— Sylvia Plath