Why do my beheld beauties vanish and deform themselves as…

“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

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

— Sylvia Plath

... These are my hands My knees. I may be skin and bone, Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman. ... --Lady Lazarus

— Sylvia Plath

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

“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

“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

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

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

— Sylvia Plath

“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

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

— Sylvia Plath

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

— Sylvia Plath

“I have stitched life into me like a rare organ --from "Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices", written 1962”

— Sylvia Plath

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

— Sylvia Plath

“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

“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