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
Since my woman's world is perceived greatly through the emotions and the senses, I treat it that way in my writing -… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Secretly, in studies and attics and schoolrooms all over America, people must be writing. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Some things are hard to write about. After something happens to you, you go to write it down, and either you over… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I thought if only I had a keen, shapely bone structure to my face or could discuss politics shrewdly or was a… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
My wanting to write books annihilates the original root impulse that would have me bravely and blunderingly working on them. — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Very depressed today. Unable to write a thing. Menacing gods. I feel outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“For me,” she wrote, “poetry is an evasion from the real job of writing prose.” Throughout” — 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
“How could I write about life when I'd never had a love affair or a baby or seen anybody die?” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“You smile. No, it is not fatal. --from "The Other", written 2 July 1962” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
... stop trying to get me to write about 'decent courageous people' -- read the Ladies' Home Journal for those! ... I… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I've got to have something. I want to stop it all, the whole monumental grotesque joke, before it's too late. But writing… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The thing about writing is not to talk, but to do it; no matter how bad or even mediocre it is, the… — 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
“Be stoic when necessary and write-you have seen a lot, felt deeply, and your problems are universal enough to be made meaningful-WRITE.” — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
The reason I haven't been writing in this book for so long is partly that I haven't had one decent coherent thought… — 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
Do I like to write? Why? About what? Will I give up and say, "Living and feeding a man's insatiable guts and… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
…* to know a lot of people I love pieces of, and to want to synthesize those pieces in me somehow, be… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Why am I obsessed with the idea I can justify myself by getting manuscripts published? Is it an escape-an excuse for any… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who ski better, who look better, who… — 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
