Life Quotes by Sylvia Plath

There is no life higher than the grasstops

— Sylvia Plath

Wear your heart on your skin in this life.

— Sylvia Plath

“Ready for a new life”

— Sylvia Plath

Everything in life is writable...

— Sylvia Plath

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

— Sylvia Plath

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

— Sylvia Plath

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

— Sylvia Plath

I have stitched life into me like a rare organ

— Sylvia Plath

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

— 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 was supposed to be having the time of my life.

— Sylvia Plath

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

— Sylvia Plath

We must be moving, working, making dreams to run toward; the poverty of life without dreams is too horrible to imagine.

— Sylvia Plath

I find that in a novel I can get more of life, perhaps not such intense life, but certainly more of life…

— Sylvia Plath

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination…

— Sylvia Plath

I feel self-repressed again. The old fall disease. Where is my willpower? The idea of a life gets in the way of…

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

— Sylvia Plath

“I felt as if I were sitting in the window of an enormous department store. The figures around me weren't people, but…

— Sylvia Plath

“And this is how it stiffens, my vision of that seaside childhood. My father died, we moved inland. Whereon those nine first…

— Sylvia Plath

“Why are we conditioned to the smooth, strawberry-and-cream Mother-Goose-world... only to be broken on the wheel as we grow older and become…

— Sylvia Plath

Oh, something is there, waiting for me. Perhaps someday the revelation will burst in upon me and I will see the other…

— Sylvia Plath

This seemed a dreary and wasted life for a girl with fifteen years of straight A's, but I knew that's what marriage…

— Sylvia Plath

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

— Sylvia Plath

“I told him I believed in hell, and that certain people, like me, had to live in hell before they died, to…

— Sylvia Plath

If I tried to describe my personality, I'd start to gush about living by the ocean half my life and being brought…

— Sylvia Plath

“With me, the present is forever and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is life. And when it is gone…

— Sylvia Plath

…* to learn that money makes life smooth in some ways, and to feel how tight and threadbare life is if you…

— 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

“But the life of a Willa Cather, a Lillian Helman, and Virginia Woolf - - - would it not be a series…

— Sylvia Plath

“There are times when a feeling of expectancy comes to me, as if something is there, beneath the surface of my understanding,…

— Sylvia Plath

“I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life. I can't…

— Sylvia Plath

God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" with no purpose, despite the false…

— 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

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

— Sylvia Plath

We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.

— Sylvia Plath

The artist's life nourishes itself on the particular, the concrete.

— Sylvia Plath

I can't be satisfied with the colossal job of merely living.

— Sylvia Plath