Sylvia Plath Quotes

Why can’t I try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is more becoming?

See, the darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.

I had always imagined myself hitching up on to my elbows on the delivery table after it was all over - dead white, of course, with no makeup and from the awful ordeal, but smiling and radiant, with my hair down to my waist, and reaching out for my first little squirmy child and saying its name, whatever it was.

I thought how strange it had never occurred to me before that I was only purely happy until I was nine years old.

I must be lean & write & make worlds beside this to live in.

My wanting to write books annihilates the original root impulse that would have me bravely and blunderingly working on them.

Tomorrow I will curse the dawn, but there will be other, earlier nights, and the dawns will be no longer hell laid out in alarms and raw bells and sirens.

I hurl my heart to halt his pace.

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

Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements.

I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on top of the beer can

Spiderlike, I spin mirrors, Loyal to my image.

The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm

I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted to lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it is, you have no idea how free.

Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.

Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.