I may have made a straight A in physics, but I was panic-struck. Physics made me sick the whole time I learned it.
Sylvia PlathI began to think vodka was my drink at last. It didnโt taste like anything, but it went straight down into my stomach like a sword swallowersโ sword and made me feel powerful and godlike.
Sylvia PlathI 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 PlathI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)
Sylvia Plath