All Sylvia Plath Quotes
- And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you… Classic
- 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
- Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of… Back Home
- There is no life higher than the grasstops Funny
- I love my rejection slips. They show me I try. Encouraging
- Bright beads of red are rising through the ink, Hearts-blood bubbles smearing out into the black stream Beads
- What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid. I can never read all… Afraid
- Let's face it: I'm scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I'm afraid for myself... the old primitive urge for survival. It's getting so I… Ache
- But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn't do it. It was… Blue
- Although, I admit, I desire, Occasionally, some backtalk From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain: A certain minor light may still Lean incandescent Out… Admit
- Piece by piece, I fed my wardrobe to the night wind, and flutteringly, like a loved one’s ashes, the gray scraps were ferried off, to… Ashes
- The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life. All
- God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we… All
- I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket. All
- I wonder about all the roads not taken and am moved to quote Frost...but won't. It is sad to be able only to mouth other… Able
- I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that… Anybody
- I want to be important. By being different. And these girls are all the same. All
- If you pluck out my heart To find what makes it move, You’ll halt the clock That syncopates our love. Clock
- It was my first big chance, but here I was, sitting back and letting it run through my fingers like so much water. Big
- Compared with me, a tree is immortal. Compared
- Beached under the spumy blooms, we lie Sea-sick and fever-dry. Beached
- What a man wants is a mate and what a woman wants is infinite security,’ and, ‘What a man is is an arrow into the… Arrow
- From the night Buddy Willard kissed me and said I must go out with a lot of boys, he made me feel I was much… All
- I had always imagined myself hitching up on to my elbows on the delivery table after it was all over - dead white, of course,… All
- I’d discovered, after a lot of extreme apprehension about what spoons to use, that if you do something incorrect at table with a certain arrogance,… Apprehension