A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Doreen had intuition. Everything she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my own bones. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know. "Oh, sure you know," the photographer said. "She… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Why honey, don't you want to get dressed?" My mother took care never to tell me to do anything. She would only… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
…'It always has to end, doesn't it? We always have to separate.' 'Yes,' I said. He was insistent, 'But it doesn't always… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I have done, this year, what I said I would: overcome my fear of facing a blank page day after day, acknowledging… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
From the night Buddy Willard kissed me and said I must go out with a lot of boys, he made me feel… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
..I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I love the people,' I said. 'I have room in me for love, and for ever so many little lives. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses. "Save them for my funeral," I'd said. — 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
When they asked some old Roman philosopher or other how he wanted to die, he said he would open his veins in… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I don't see what women see in other women," I'd told Doctor Nolan in my interview that noon. "What does a woman… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
So you got rid of your astonishment that someone could write so much more dynamically than you. You stopped cherishing your aloneness… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Today is the first of August. It is hot, steamy and wet. It is raining. I am tempted to write a poem.… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I don't see,' I said, 'how people stand being old. Your insides all dry up. When you're young you're so self-reliant. You… — 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
