“All, all, becomes profitable. Education is of the most satisfying and available nature. I am at Smith! Which two years ago was… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Love Letter" Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, then I was dead, Though, like a stone,… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“That's one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be the place an arrow shoots off from. I wanted change and… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Not easy to state the change you made. If I'm alive now, I was dead, Though, like a stone, unbothered by it. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The next five months are grim ones. I always feel sorry to have the summertime change, with the dark evenings closing in… — 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 Image
I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
... 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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“I have stitched life into me like a rare organ --from "Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices", written 1962” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
