All Sylvia Plath Quotes
- And I identify too closely with my reading, with my writing. Closely
- I suppose if I gave myself the chance I could be an alcoholic. Alcoholic
- If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter - - - for always there will be greater and lesser persons than… Become Vain
- Let me not be weak and tell others how bleeding I am internally; how day by day it drips, and gathers, and congeals. Bleeding
- I suppose I'll always be over-vulnerable, slightly paranoid. Chaos
- I get into a rut, unable to yank my mind out of it. Inspirational
- I cannot life for life itself: but for the words which stay the flux. My life, I feel, will not be lived until there are… Angel
- My life is a discipline, a prison: I live for my own work, without which I am nothing. Discipline
- I have been holding a dialogue with myself and girding myself to stand fast without running. Been
- I am disabused of all faith, and see too clearly. All
- It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere. Awful
- I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood. Blood
- She looks like a woman who has found it ridiculous to commit herself to a single emotional stance in anything, but must always ride high… Always Ride
- I must not be selfless: develop a sense of self. A solidness that can't be attacked. Attacked
- Talking about my fears to others feeds it. Fear
- Not being perfect hurts. Hurt
- That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses. "Save them for my funeral," I'd said. Afternoon
- What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid. Afraid
- I may have made a straight A in physics, but I was panic-struck. Physics made me sick the whole time I learned it. Learned
- I hate Technicolor. Everybody in a Technicolor movie seems to feel obliged to wear a lurid costume in each new scene and to stand around… Around Like
- Then I thought, "No, I broke it myself. I broke it on purpose to pay myself back for being such a heel. Broke
- I thought it sounded just like the sort of drug a man would invent. Here was a woman in terrible pain, obviously feeling every bit… All
- A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals. Animal
- It is a terrible thing to be so open: it is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world. Face
- I thought how strange it had never occurred to me before that I was only purely happy until I was nine years old. Happy