Sylvia Plath Quotes

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Sylvia Plath

Profession : Poet

Birth : October 27, 1932

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

Sylvia Plath

Freedom is not of use to those who do not know how to employ it.

Sylvia Plath

When you are insane, you are busy being insane - all the time.

Sylvia Plath

If you expect nothing from anybody, you're never disappointed.

Sylvia Plath

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

I don't believe that the meek will inherit the earth; The meek get ignored and trampled.

Sylvia Plath

I am a writer... I am a genius of a writer; I have it in me. I am writing the best poems of my life; they will make my name.

Sylvia Plath

I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me.

Sylvia Plath

Widow. The word consumes itself.

Sylvia Plath

Today is the first of August. It is hot, steamy and wet. It is raining. I am tempted to write a poem. But I remember what it said on one rejection slip: 'After a heavy rainfall, poems titled 'Rain' pour in from across the nation.'

Sylvia Plath

Indecision and reveries are the anesthetics of constructive action.

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There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.

Sylvia Plath

Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.

Sylvia Plath

How we need another soul to cling to.

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Perfection is terrible; it cannot have children.

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I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed over? No, it was the poetry.

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I've begun to think like a Jew, to feel like a Jew.

Sylvia Plath

Excellent teachers showered on to us like meteors: Biology teachers holding up human brains, English teachers inspiring us with a personal ideological fierceness about Tolstoy and Plato, Art teachers leading us through the slums of Boston, then back to the easel to hurl public school gouache with social awareness and fury.

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Mother believed that I should have an enormous amount of sleep, and so I was never really tired when I went to bed. This was the best time of day, when I could lie in the vague twilight, drifting off to sleep, making up dreams inside my head the way they should go.

Sylvia Plath

Now and then, when I grow nostalgic about my ocean childhood - the wauling of gulls and the smell of salt, somebody solicitous will bundle me into a car and drive me to the nearest briny horizon.

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