Sylvia Plath: Trending quotes (page 14)

“I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.”

“Writing, then, was a substitute for myself: if you don't love me, love my writing & love me for my writing. It is also much more: a way of ordering and reordering the chaos of experience.”

“I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.”

“Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.”

“Oh what a poet I will flay myself into.”

“A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.”

“If only I can find him… the man who will be intelligent, yet physically magnetic and personable. If I can offer that combination, why shouldn't I expect it in a man?”

“It is raining. I am tempted to write a poem. But I remember what it said on one rejection slip: After a heavy rainfall, poems titled RAIN pour in from across the nation.”

“A million years of evolution, Eric said bitterly, and what are we? Animals.”

“You are the one. Solid the spaces lean on, envious. You are the baby in the barn.”

“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 woman that she can't see in a man?"
Doctor Nolan paused. Then she said, "Tenderness.”

“What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit's cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.”

“Not easy to state the change you made.
If I'm alive now, I was dead,
Though, like a stone, unbothered by it.”

“Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.”

“Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.”

“I'm never going to get married."
"You're crazy." Buddy brightened. "You'll change your mind."
"No. My mind's made up.”

“If there's anything I look down on, it's a man in a blue outfit.”

“I didn't really see why people should look at me. Plenty of people looked queerer than I did.”

“What obsession do men have for destruction and murder? Who do we electrocute men for murdering an individual and then pin a purple heart on them for mass slaughter of someone arbitrarily labeled 'enemy?”