I do not know who I am, where I am going - and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these hideous questions.
Sylvia PlathThe door of the novel, like the door of the poem, also shuts. But not so fast, nor with such manic, unanswerable finality.
Sylvia PlathAs a poet I would say everything should be able to come into a poem but I can't put toothbrushes in a poem. I really can't.
Sylvia PlathMy mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
Sylvia Plath