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Sylvia Plath
American
Poet
About the author
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.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Life
#Enemy
#Imagination
#Self
#Creativity
Widow. The word consumes itself.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Word
There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Cure
Is there no way out of the mind?
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Mind
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Nothing
Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Will
#Kiss
Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not merely as feeling, not merely as thinking, but as managing a complex, vital interweaving of both.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Thinking
#Feeling
#Woman
But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare of interest and passion.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Life
#Passion
#Interest
I talk to God but the sky is empty.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Talk
#God
#Sky
Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Nothing
#Writing
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Heart
#Old
#Deep
Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a call.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Art
#Hell
#Dying
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#World
#Eyes
The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Poetry
#Blood
I am too pure for you or anyone.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Heart
#Thought
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.
Sylvia Plath,
American
Poet
#Time
#Hell
#Rest
#Flying