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SYLVIA PLATH Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive b...
SYLVIA PLATH And besides, I'm not a writer. I don't go to coffeehouses and smoke, wear black, and analyze Sylvia ...
MEGAN MCCAFFERTY Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out o...
SYLVIA PLATH If you dissect a bird / to diagram the tongue, / you'll cut the chord / articulating song.
SYLVIA PLATH For the next nine months, Sylvia would report on campus trends, politics, tastes, style. It was an h...
ELIZABETH WINDER Im hoping that shell talk after the ride about her experiences and the foundation a bit.
GABRIELLE MURPHY There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minu...
VIV ALBERTINE I love Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton. I also love more cerebral poets like H.D. and Emily Dickinson. ...
FRANCESCA LIA BLOCK Im going to Invest in a Turtle shell so i dont have to Watch MY Back. add ME to the Ninja Turtles Li...
KALUM JOHNSON (KDOG) Some things are hard to write about. After something happens to you, you go to write it down, and ei...
SYLVIA PLATH I have stitched life into me like a rare organ
SYLVIA PLATH How could she just leave me here to live without her? I miss her so much. I love her. I want her to ...
AVA DELLAIRA I like to open for a band as it brings on sort of a challenge and it makes things more interesting. ...
KELLY JONES I shall miss her so much.
DOROTHY WATSON Without Sierra, Sylvia really had nobody else. So great was her need for social bonding that Sylvia ...
ANNE ENGH In spite of everything I loved you, and will go on loving you―on my knees, with my shoulders drawn...
VLADIMIR NABOKOV When she called me and I heard her voice, I just went to pieces. The rest of the day, I lost all my ...
MARSHA NORMAN My resume, my career, and my legacy in this sport means more to me then collecting some checks.
DANIEL CORMIER I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
SYLVIA PLATH [Short Talk on Sylvia Plath] Did you see her mother on television? She said plain, burned things. Sh...
ANNE CARSON Even amongst fierce flames/ The golden lotus can be planted.
BHAGAVID-GITA ...it wouldn't have made one scrap of difference to me, because wherever I sat - on the deck of a sh...
SYLVIA PLATH Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not writing, as th...
SYLVIA PLATH I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come.
SYLVIA PLATH One day you'll miss me like i missed you
One day you'll cry for me like I cried for you and
...
NEIL GAIMAN i know im not the girl you wanted. not the one you want to hear from. but what you see is what you g...
SIMI GREWAL We shall meet but we shall miss her.
H.S. WASHBURN I always miss my mom. Mother's Day would be just one more day I'd feel her absence but for t...
M. J. ROSE I grew up without a father, who was kept a mystery to me. There was a sense of uprootedness, things ...
JOHN IRVING Im a girl who has been tamping down her emotions and keeping them tightly guarded her whole life. An...
JAMES PATTERSON If I did despise the cause of my manservant or of my maidservant, when they contended with me; / Wha...
BIBLE All religions begin with a revolt against morality, and perish when morality conquers them
GEORGE BERNARD SHAW There and then, sitting beside her and within the strength of my adoration, I felt invincible.
HISHAM MATAR I missed you every minute this week and I don't want to spend another day without you. If my mom dis...
JEANIENE FROST True strength lies within the soul Ones drive, ambition, and self-control To succeed one must reach ...
LARISSA CONSOLAGIO It is perhaps fortunate that Sylvia was oblivious to the commotion behind the scenes. Apparently, He...
ELIZABETH WINDER I will find you," he whispered in my ear. "I promise. If I must endure two hundred years of purgator...
DIANA GABALDON God is looking for a willing heart. He is searching for few like Easther....who will say if I perish...
PATIENCE JOHNSON The day turned out to be October 27, Sylvia's birthday. I had a book coming out about John McCain an...
PAUL ALEXANDER Strength and honor are her clothing: and she shall rejoice in time to come.
THE BIBLE She once used me with that insolence, that in revenge I took her to pieces; sifted her, and separate...
WILLIAM CONGREVE I started with ballet and then my cousin Sarah introduced me to her tap teachers.
ADAM GARCIA How I miss you so much every time I see your face I just smile and my heart jumps with excitement. h...
MARIAH REBECCA ARGUELLO The pity is not that there is a myth of Sylvia Plath but that the myth is not simply that of an enor...
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SYLVIA PLATH My mother-in-law broke up my marriage. My wife came home from work one day and found me in bed with ...
LENNY BRUCE The way I miss my daughter Esme is to worry about her. It is not a pleasurable longing. It contorts ...
OLIVIA WILLIAMS Behold, all they that were incensed against thee shall be ashamed and confounded: they shall be as n...
BIBLE Do you ever wait for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always wait for the longest day...
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some liking. I shall be out of heart shortly, ...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE He shall say: By Allah! you had almost caused me to perish; / And had it not been for the favor of m...
QURAN People who think that Sylvia Plath was a poor, sensitive poet are not getting that she had great amo...
ELIZABETH WURTZEL All they that take the sword, shall perish with the sword
BIBLE We shall perish by guile just as we slew.
AESCHYLUS When it came to her, I became an indomitable warrior. My muscles became her shield and my lungs aide...
HUBERT MARTIN It taught me to be more responsible and manage my time because basketball does take up a lot of time...
APRIL MCCLENDON Your fangs are showing, Miss Lyndon."

"Are they?" she asked, reaching up to touch her fac...
JULIA QUINN My process is really quite organic, and starting a painting is one of the best parts for me. I alway...
CECILY BROWN We shall miss Leopardstar. I remember her from all the way back when I was an apprentice in ThunderC...
ERIN HUNTER And Samson said unto her, If they bind me with seven green withs that were never dried, then shall I...
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RAM SHRIRAM I collect crystals and gemstones, and I've been collecting them since I was a little girl. They ...
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TERESA MEDEIROS Every day I shall put my papers in order and every day I shall say farewell. And the real farewell, ...
ETTY HILLESUM Every day I shall put my papers in order and every day I shall say farewell. And the real farewell, ...
ETTY HILSUM She was crying. There were tears coming down her cheeks. She spoke no English, except 'I miss my mom...
CINDY MORGAN I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. I mi...
NEIL GAIMAN Knowing you is like hitting the biggest treasure of my life---treasure that makes my heart feel smal...
HAMEED QURESHI I'm watching her talk. Watching her jaw move and collecting her words one by one as they spill from ...
ISAAC MARION I kiss you and kiss you, With arms around my own, Ah, how shall I miss you, When, dear, you have gro...
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DANA MARIE BELL Right now my mind is on the people who stole our instruments, and, specifically, the person with my ...
JONNY GREENWOOD All they that take the sword shall perish with the sword.
BIBLE That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses.
"Save them for my funeral," I'd said.
SYLVIA PLATH The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.
SYLVIA PLATH To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
SYLVIA PLATH Hastanenin arazisi yeni yağmış karla örtülüydü -bu bir Noel serpintisi değil, ocak ayının ...
SYLVIA PLATH Pazar - doktorların cenneti! Doktorlar özel kulüplerde, doktorlar deniz kıyısında, doktorlar m...
SYLVIA PLATH Durumun ne kadar umutsuzsa, seni o kadar uzağa saklamaya çalışırlar.
SYLVIA PLATH Kafamda akıl namına ne kalmışsa onu kullanarak bedenimi tuzağa düşürmem gerekiyordu, yoksa b...
SYLVIA PLATH Kendimi bu güneşte, bir melek kadar ince ve uçucu bir hale gelene dek bir bıçak gibi bilemek is...
SYLVIA PLATH Hasta insanları şımartmamak lazım, şımartılmak onlara kötü gelir, kendilerine gelmeleri iç...
SYLVIA PLATH There is no better way to know us
Than as two wolves, come separately to a wood.
TED HUGHES Carrie is my child, and I love her with every ounce of strength I possess.
DEBBIE REYNOLDS I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint.
KIMBERLY NOVOSEL A day will come when everything in my life will be changed, when I shall do good to others, when som...
GEORGE SAND And how shall I think of you?' He considered a moment and then laughed. 'Think of me with my nose in...
SUSANNA CLARKE New clothes left Sylvia reeling with happiness. For Sylvia, a shopping list was a poem. She always s...
ELIZABETH WINDER "“I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. ...
OMAR ASHRAF EZZELDIN Sylvia quotes Dick as telling her: "I am afraid the demands of wifehood and motherhood would preoccu...
ELIZABETH WINDER I do not mourn the loss of my sister because she will always be with me, in my heart," she says. "I ...
ERIN MORGENSTERN I shall omit former particulars, and begin with informing the Reader, that, in 1792, I was strangely...
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Round a...
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SYLVIA PLATH I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here.
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SYLVIA PLATH I talk to God but the sky is empty.
SYLVIA PLATH I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
SYLVIA PLATH I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no m...
SYLVIA PLATH Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physi...
SYLVIA PLATH God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" ...
SYLVIA PLATH And the danger is that in this move toward new horizons and far directions, that I may lose what I h...
SYLVIA PLATH Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out o...
SYLVIA PLATH Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting...
SYLVIA PLATH I woke to the sound of rain.
SYLVIA PLATH Is there no way out of the mind?
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SYLVIA PLATH Widow. The word consumes itself.
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SYLVIA PLATH The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm
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SYLVIA PLATH I remember that as I was writing a poem on 'Snow' when I was eight, I said aloud, 'I wis...
SYLVIA PLATH Poetry, I feel, is a tyrannical discipline. You've got to go so far so fast in such a small spac...
SYLVIA PLATH I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed ove...
SYLVIA PLATH Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm.
SYLVIA PLATH I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
SYLVIA PLATH When you are insane, you are busy being insane - all the time.
SYLVIA PLATH I hope to submit to the little pamphlet magazines here 'freelance' and perhaps shall join th...
SYLVIA PLATH I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations of mental and physical experience poss...
SYLVIA PLATH Excellent teachers showered on to us like meteors: Biology teachers holding up human brains, English...
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There is no stopping it.
SYLVIA PLATH We fitted, amusingly enough, into none of the form categories of 'The Young American Couple'...
SYLVIA PLATH Why do we electrocute men for murdering an individual and then pin a purple heart on them for mass s...
SYLVIA PLATH Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
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SYLVIA PLATH I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the poi...
SYLVIA PLATH Let's face it: I'm scared, scared and frozen. First, I guess I'm afraid for myself... the old primit...
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SYLVIA PLATH I do not love; I do not love anybody except myself. That is a rather shocking thing to admit. I have...
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SYLVIA PLATH Yes, my consuming desire is to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, barroom regulars—to b...
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SYLVIA PLATH I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself...
SYLVIA PLATH Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty toge...
SYLVIA PLATH I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every sto...
SYLVIA PLATH I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.
SYLVIA PLATH I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I a...
SYLVIA PLATH I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.
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SYLVIA PLATH Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my...
SYLVIA PLATH I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
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SYLVIA PLATH My childhood landscape was not land but the end of the land - the cold, salt, running hills of the A...
SYLVIA PLATH My mother's face floated to mind, a pale, reproachful moon, at her last and first visit to the a...
SYLVIA PLATH Today is the first of August. It is hot, steamy and wet. It is raining. I am tempted to write a poem...
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SYLVIA PLATH Mother believed that I should have an enormous amount of sleep, and so I was never really tired when...
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SYLVIA PLATH There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
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SYLVIA PLATH I saw the first of the 7-mile-long column appear - red and orange and green banners, 'Ban the Bo...
SYLVIA PLATH Believe in some beneficent force beyond your own limited self. God, god, god: where are you? I want ...
SYLVIA PLATH I want Books and Babies and Beef stews.
SYLVIA PLATH If they substituted the word 'Lust' for 'Love' in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth.
SYLVIA PLATH A skeptic, I would ask for consistency first of all.
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SYLVIA PLATH I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.
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SYLVIA PLATH I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the t...
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SYLVIA PLATH I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows fr...
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I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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SYLVIA PLATH So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding qui...
SYLVIA PLATH I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery tur...
SYLVIA PLATH A baby! I hated babies. I, who for two and a half years had been the center of a tender universe, fe...
SYLVIA PLATH One should be able to control and manipulate experiences with an informed and intelligent mind.
SYLVIA PLATH Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become a...
SYLVIA PLATH That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses.
"Save them for my funeral," I'd said.
SYLVIA PLATH My mother had taught shorthand and typing to support us since my father died, and secretly she hated...
SYLVIA PLATH After all, I wasn't crippled in any way, I just studied too hard, I didn't know when to stop.
SYLVIA PLATH I am too pure for you or anyone.

From the poem "Fever 103°", 20 October 1962
SYLVIA PLATH If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something be...
SYLVIA PLATH I love my rejection slips. They show me I try.
SYLVIA PLATH I think that personal experience is very important, but certainly it shouldn't be a kind of shut...
SYLVIA PLATH The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.
SYLVIA PLATH How frail the human heart must be―a mirrored pool of thought.
SYLVIA PLATH I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy wear...
SYLVIA PLATH Ennui

Tea leaves thwart those who court catastrophe,
designing futures where nothing...
SYLVIA PLATH I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.
SYLVIA PLATH Ever since I was small I loved feeling somebody comb my hair. It made me go all sleepy and peaceful.
SYLVIA PLATH If you love her", I said, "you'll love somebody else someday.
SYLVIA PLATH I don't know how long I kept at it...
I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and la...
SYLVIA PLATH The next five months are grim ones. I always feel sorry to have the summertime change, with the dark...
SYLVIA PLATH Freedom is not of use to those who do not know how to employ it.
SYLVIA PLATH There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.
SYLVIA PLATH What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness
SYLVIA PLATH Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into an anxious and unsettling...
SYLVIA PLATH I love him to hell and back and heaven and back, and have and do and will
SYLVIA PLATH My body is a pebble to them, they tend it as water tends to the pebbles it must run over, smoothing ...
SYLVIA PLATH ...I still expected to see Doreen's body lying there in the pool of vomit like an ugly, concrete tes...
SYLVIA PLATH I felt like a race horse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly con...
SYLVIA PLATH Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.
SYLVIA PLATH Tree and Stone glittered, without shadows.My finger-length grew lucent as glass.I started to bud lik...
SYLVIA PLATH If I didn't think, I'd be much happier; if I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the bri...
SYLVIA PLATH The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comf...
SYLVIA PLATH I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into ...
SYLVIA PLATH So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
SYLVIA PLATH I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life...
SYLVIA PLATH How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl?
SYLVIA PLATH There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
SYLVIA PLATH I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make...
SYLVIA PLATH I think I may well be a Jew.
SYLVIA PLATH With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is li...
SYLVIA PLATH Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s he...
SYLVIA PLATH There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minu...
SYLVIA PLATH I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de...
SYLVIA PLATH The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther...
SYLVIA PLATH I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too clo...
SYLVIA PLATH I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.
SYLVIA PLATH But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn...
SYLVIA PLATH I felt wise and cynical as all hell.
SYLVIA PLATH I was supposed to be having the time of my life.
SYLVIA PLATH That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite secu...
SYLVIA PLATH To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
SYLVIA PLATH When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
"Oh, sure you know," the photogr...
SYLVIA PLATH The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
SYLVIA PLATH The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
SYLVIA PLATH What a man wants is a mate and what a woman wants is infinite security,’ and, ‘What a man is is ...
SYLVIA PLATH So I began to think maybe it was true that when you were married and had children it was like being ...
SYLVIA PLATH My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off ...
SYLVIA PLATH I Am Vertical

But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the ...
SYLVIA PLATH The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.
SYLVIA PLATH What did my arms do before they held you?
SYLVIA PLATH I think my poems immediately come out of the sensuous and emotional experiences I have.
SYLVIA PLATH Is anyone anywhere happy?
SYLVIA PLATH I guess I should have reacted the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn't get myself to rea...
SYLVIA PLATH I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but...
SYLVIA PLATH What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit's cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.
SYLVIA PLATH You will never win anyone through pity. You must create the right kind of dream, the sober, adult ki...
SYLVIA PLATH It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing nega...
SYLVIA PLATH Hastanenin arazisi yeni yağmış karla örtülüydü -bu bir Noel serpintisi değil, ocak ayının ...
SYLVIA PLATH

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