“My mind slipped from the noose of the thought and swung like a bird, in the center of empty air.” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Through the mind like an oyster labors on and on, / A grain of sand is all we have” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The body is amazingly stubborn when it comes to sacrificing itself to the annihilating directions of the mind. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Is that life after death — mind living on paper and flesh living in offspring?” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Winter dawn is the color of metal, The trees stiffen into place like burnt nerves. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
One should be able to control and manipulate experiences with an informed and intelligent mind. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I believe that one should be able to control and manipulate experiences, even the most terrifying, like madness, being tortured...with an informed… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
My mother's face floated to mind, a pale, reproachful moon, at her last and first visit to the asylum since my twentieth… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into a large empty… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The only reason I remembered this play was because it had a mad person in it, and everything I had ever read… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
What I didn't say was that each time I picked up a German dictionary or a German book, the very sight of… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“The shadow in my mind lengthened with the night blotting out our half of the world, and beyond it; the whole globe… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I want to force myself again and again to leave the warmth and security of static situations and move into the world… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Pretty soon, the only doubt in my mind was the precise time and method of committing suicide. The only alternative I could… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comforts they endow it… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
What do you have in mind after you graduate?" What I always thought I had in mind was getting some big scholarship… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“My mind is, to use a disgustingly obvious simile, like a wastebasket full of waste paper; bits of hair, and rotting apple… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary. The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I'm never going to get married." "You're crazy." Buddy brightened. "You'll change your mind." "No. My mind's made up. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“A time of darkness, despair, disillusion-so black only the inferno of the human mind can be-symbolic death, and numb shock-then the painful… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
What I want back is what I was Before the bed, before the knife, Before the brooch-pin and the salve Fixed me… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“My skin is broken out from subconscious anxiety and tension, self-induced. Nothing is more difficult than lashing a vagrant mind suddenly into… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“You fool – you are afraid of being alone with you own mind. You just better learn to know yourself, to make… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York.” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
... These are my hands My knees. I may be skin and bone, Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman. ... --Lady Lazarus — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
Sure, I’m dramatic and sloppily semi-cynical and semi-sentimental. But, in leisure years I could grow and choose my way. Now I am living on… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
“People were made of nothing so much as dust, and I couldn't see that doctoring all that dust was a bit better than writing… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
“I couldn't stand the idea of a woman having to have a single pure life and a man being able to have a double… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed over? No,… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
“The city had faded my tan, though. I looked yellow as a Chinaman. Ordinarily, I would have been nervous about my dress and my… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
“I have stitched life into me like a rare organ --from "Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices", written 1962” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
“Flute Notes from a Reedy Pond" Now coldness comes sifting down, layer after layer, To our bower at the lily root. Overhead the old… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
“The most saddening thing is to admit that I am not in love. I can only love (if that means self denial - or… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share
