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More Quotes by Sylvia Plath
Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.
The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.