Sylvia Plath Quotes - Page 8

• I have stitched life into me like a rare organ

  Sylvia Plath

  Live By, Organs

  Sylvia Plath (2010). “Winter Trees”, p.32, Faber & Faber

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• I could never be a complete scholar or a complete housewife ora completewriter: Imustcombinea little of all, and thereby be imperfect in all.

  Sylvia Plath

  Littles, Imperfect, Housewife

  1956 Letter to her mother, Aurelia Schober Plath, 25 Feb. Collected in Aurelia Schober Plath (ed) Letters Home by Sylvia Plath (1949).

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• The door of the novel, like the door of the poem, also shuts. But not so fast, nor with such manic, unanswerable finality.

  Sylvia Plath

  Doors, Novel, Manic

  Sylvia Plath (1994). "Johnny Panic y la Biblia de los Sueños".

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• * to know a lot of people I love pieces of, and to want to synthesize those pieces in me somehow, be it by painting or writing. * to know that millions of others are unhappy and that life is a gentleman's agreement to grin and paint your face gay so others will feel they are silly to be unhappy, and try to catch the contagion of joy, while inside so many are dying of bitterness and unfulfillment.

  Sylvia Plath

  Silly, Writing, Gay

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• 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.

  Sylvia Plath

  Men, Doctors, Doe

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• The thing about writing is not to talk, but to do it; no matter how bad or even mediocre it is, the process and production is the thing, not the sitting and theorizing about how one should write ideally, or how well one could write if one really wanted to or had the time.

  Sylvia Plath

  Writing, Sitting, Matter

  Sylvia Plath (2011). “Letters Home”, p.220, Faber & Faber

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• There is a certain clinical satisfaction in seeing just how bad things can get.

  Sylvia Plath

  Satisfaction, Certain, Clinicals

  "The Journals of Sylvia Plath".

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• The first time it happened I was ten.
  It was an accident.
  
  The second time I meant
  To last it out and not come back at all.
  I rocked shut
  
  As a seashell.
  They had to call and call
  And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.
  
  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

  Art, Real, Suicidal

  "Lady Lazarus" l. 43 (1963)

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• ...me odio por no poder bajar con naturalidad y buscar consuelo en los números. Me odio por tener que sentarme aquí y estar dividida entre no sé qué dentro de mí.

  Sylvia Plath

  Hate, Numbers, Comfort

  Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.18, Anchor

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• Pensé que lo más hermoso del mundo debía de ser la sombra, el millón de formas móviles y los callejones sin salida de la sombra. Había sombras en cajones y armarios y maletas, y sombras bajo las casas y los árboles y las piedras, y sombras en el fondo de los ojos y las sonrisas de la gente, y sombras, kilómetros y kilómetros y kilómetros de sombras, en el lado nocturno de la Tierra.

  Sylvia Plath

  Depresión, Hermoso, Conmovedor

  Sylvia Plath (2016). "The Bell Jar", p.75, Hamilton Books.

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• I wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree.

  Sylvia Plath

  Beautiful, Sleep, Tree

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.30, Hamilton Books

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• I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.

  Sylvia Plath

  Blood, Hot, Violence

  Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.237, Anchor

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• What I cannot forgive is dishonesty - and no matter what, or how hard, I would rather know the truth of which I today had such a clear & devastating vision from his mouth than hear foul evasions, blurrings and rattiness.

  Sylvia Plath

  Forgiving, Vision, Mouths

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• ...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.

  Sylvia Plath

  Stars, Real, Islands

  Sylvia Plath (2015). “Collected Poems”, p.4, Faber & Faber

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• It was my first big chance, but here I was, sitting back and letting it run through my fingers like so much water.

  Sylvia Plath

  Running, Water, Sitting

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.4, Hamilton Books

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• Compared with me, a tree is immortal.

  Sylvia Plath

  Tree, Immortal

  Sylvia Plath (2015). “Collected Poems”, p.143, Faber & Faber

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• I felt dull and flat and full of shattered visions.

  Sylvia Plath

  Vision, Dull, Shattered

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.33, Hamilton Books

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• Don't let the wicked city get you down.

  Sylvia Plath

  Cities, Wicked, Bell Jar

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.22, Hamilton Books

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• I fancied you'd return the way you said,
  But I grow old and I forget your name.
  (I think I made you up inside my head.)

  Sylvia Plath

  Love, Thinking, Names

  sylvia plath (1971). "el tarro de la campana"

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• I like people too much or not at all.

  Sylvia Plath

  I Hate You, People, Too Much

  Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.18, Anchor

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• I want to force myself again and again to leave the warmth and security of static situations and move into the world of growth and suffering where the real books are people's minds and souls.

  Sylvia Plath

  Real, Moving, Book

  Sylvia Plath (2011). “Letters Home”, p.296, Faber & Faber

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• If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell.

  Sylvia Plath

  Two, Neurosis, Hell

  The Bell Jar ch. 8 (1963)

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• Así que aprende sobre la vida. Córtate un buen trozo con el servidor de plata, un buen trozo de tarta. Abre los ojos. Deja que la vida suceda.

  Sylvia Plath

  Eye, Cutting, Pie

  Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.438, Anchor

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• To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of desperate egoism.

  Sylvia Plath

  World, Height, Desperate

  Sylvia Plath (2011). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.163, Faber & Faber

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• One thing, I try to be honest. And what is revealed is often rather hideously unflattering.

  Sylvia Plath

  Trying, Honest, Being Honest

  Sylvia Plath (2013). "The Journals of Sylvia Plath", p.70, Anchor

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