Quote by Sylvia Plath Download Open image ““Whore or courtesan, she put on a great little show.”” — Sylvia Plath ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 5.0 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Whore!" someone cried out. A woman's voice. Women were always the cruelest where other women were concerned.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“No matter how much they tried to dress her up with neon and family entertainment she [Las Vegas] was still a whore.” — Michael Connelly Copy Share Image
“I'm a whore!" Miki hit the brakes...her hands.. gripping the steering wheel, glanced at Sara. "You're not wearing any underwear, are you?" Sara let… — Shelly Laurenston Copy Share Image
“I have to confess that while I did not fancy myself a particularly good person, I never thought my first real sexual action would… — John Green Copy Share Image
“For what it's worth Livvie, I never thought of you as a whore. And you are...the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.” — C.J. Roberts Copy Share Image
“Cheese and crackers? Really?" She looks at me skeptically. "Besides, he's not a gigolo, you prude! He's an escort. Big difference." "An escort who,… — Courtney Cole 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
