Love Quotes by Sylvia Plath

103 Love quotes by Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath writes that love can feel like a hard lesson you keep learning. She talks about love as a deep longing that stays even when you try to delete it online. Her words also link love to the soul and to feeling both selfish and self‑less.

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I wish you’d find the exit out of my head.

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I used to pray to recover you.

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The abstract kills, the concrete saves.

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Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.

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You know what lies are for.

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I have stitched life into me like a rare organ

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Love, love, I have hung our cave with roses.

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Slowly, slowly, catch the monkey.

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“I’m not sure why it is, but I love food more than just about anything else.”

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

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I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.

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Love is an illusion, but I would willingly fall for it if I could believe in it.

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

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

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I have the one person I could ever love in this world. Now I must work to be a person worthy of…

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If you love her", I said, "you'll love somebody else someday.

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I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as…

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“What did my fingers do before they held him? What did my heart do, with its love? From " Three Women: A…

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Writing, then, was a substitute for myself: if you don't love me, love my writing & love me for my writing. It…

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“I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. --From the poem "Mad Girl's…

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Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing…

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“And he walked off down the path with his jaunty, independent stride. And I stood there where he left me, tremulous with…

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“The consequences of love affairs would stop me from my independent freedom of creative activity, and I don't intend to be stopped.”

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“But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil. Sucking up minerals and motherly…

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I do not love; I do not love anybody except myself. That is a rather shocking thing to admit. I have none…

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... you looked around and saw everybody either married or busy and happy and thinking and being creative, and you felt scared,…

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“The most saddening thing is to admit that I am not in love. I can only love (if that means self denial…

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“Then I knew what the trouble was. I needed experience. How could I write about life when I'd never had a love…

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Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in…

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“And heart's frosty discipline Exact as a snowflake. But here–a burgeoning Unruly enough to pitch her five queenly wits Into vulgar motley–…

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“You are still on your own; be stoic; don't panic; get through this hell to the generous sweet overflowing GIVING love of…

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“There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm sad…

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“Nick and the Candlestick I am a miner. The light burns blue. Waxy stalactites Drip and thicken, tears The earthen womb Exudes…

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“Mirror I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by…

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

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“I had hoped to make her strong and healthy, and now she may be too weak herself after this slow death, like…

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Strange, when one thinks of all the other boys, infinite experimental kisses, test tube infatuations, crushes, pseudo-loves. All through this physical separation,…

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“Love Letter" Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, then I was dead, Though, like a stone,…

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“I want to love somebody because I want to be loved. In a rabbit-fear I may hurl myself under the wheels of…

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“Who are you in love with?" I said then. For a minute Marco didn't say anything, he simply opened his mouth and…

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Joy:show joy & enjoy: then others will be joyful.

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A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals.

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It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.

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