All Sylvia Plath Quotes
- I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it is, you have… Any
- There was a beautiful time... Beautiful
- I don't know how long I kept at it... I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still. It didn't seem… Any
- And I, love, am a pathological liar, Inspirational
- Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them. But they were a part of me. They were my landscape. Cover
- There ought, I thought, to be a ritual for being born twice - patched, retreaded and approved for the road. Approved
- Now I know what loneliness is, I think. Momentary loneliness, anyway. It comes from a vague core of the self - - like a disease… Atheism
- There is so much hurt in this game of searching for a mate, of testing, trying. And you realize suddenly that you forgot it was… Dating
- How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I… Another Body
- Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week,… Bath
- I opened the door and blinked out into the bright hall. I had the impression it wasn't night and it wasn't day, but some lurid… Blinked
- I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together. Banging
- I said: I must remember this, being small. Inspirational
- To learn and think; to think and live; to live and learn: this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love. Insight
- But when I took up my pen, my hand made big, jerky letters like those of a child, and the lines sloped down the page… Along
- I sank back in the gray, plush seat and closed my eyes. The air of the bell jar wadded round me and I couldn't stir. Air
- I had removed my patent leather shoes after a while, for they foundered badly in the sand. It pleased me to think they would be… Badly
- If you love her", I said, "you'll love somebody else someday. Inspirational
- But I wasn't sure. I wasn't sure at all. How did I know that someday―at college, in Europe, somewhere, anywhere―the bell jar, with its stifling… All
- I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root: It is what you fear. I do not fear it: I… Been
- What is so real as the cry of a child? A rabbit's cry may be wilder But it has no soul. Child
- There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in… Bell Jar
- Don't let the wicked city get you down. Cities
- I don't see what women see in other women," I'd told Doctor Nolan in my interview that noon. "What does a woman see in a… Doctor
- What I hate is the thought of being under a man's thumb," I had told Doctor Nolan. "A man doesn't have a worry in the… Baby