“There is no living being on earth at this moment except myself. I could walk down the halls, and empty rooms would… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“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
I don't believe that the meek will inherit the earth; The meek get ignored and trampled. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of sceneryair, mountains, trees, people. I thought, This is what it is to be… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Well, one wearies of the Public Gardens: one wants a vacation Where trees and clouds and animals pay no notice; Away from… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awful helpless numbness. I look down into the warm, earthy world.… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
It's the living, the eating, the sleeping that everyone needs. Ideas don't matter so much after all. My three best friends are… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“Now I know how people can live without books, without college. (...)and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times… — 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
