Quotes from Sylvia Plath

Kendimi bu güneÅŸte, bir melek kadar ince ve uçucu bir hale gelene dek bir b?çak gibi bilemek istedim.

Tunsin itseni veltoksi ja hylätyksi, olin kuin jonkin pelottavan eläimen luoma nahka. Oli helpotus päästää irti eläimestä, mutta se näytti vieneen mukanaan minun sieluni ja kaiken muun, mihin se saattoi iskeä kyntensä.

Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.

I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I'd cry for a week

I certainly learned a lot of things I never would have learned otherwise this way, and even when they surprised me or made me sick I never let on, but pretended that's the way I knew things were all the time.

I didn't really see why people should look at me

There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm sad, I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: I'll go take a hot bath.

She had an interesting, slightly sweaty smell

I knew you'd decide to me alright again

What does a woman see in a woman that she can't see in a man? Doctor Nolan paused. Then she said, Tenderness.

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship - but the loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness, is horrible and overpowering.

Me sentía muy quieta y muy vacía, como el ojo de un huracán, avanzando a duras penas en medio de la vorágine.

It is the exception that interests the devil.

Pazar - doktorlar?n cenneti! Doktorlar özel kulüplerde, doktorlar deniz k?y?s?nda, doktorlar metresleriyle birlikte, doktorlar kar?lar?yla birlikte, doktorlar kilisede, doktorlar yatlar?nda, doktorlar her yerde, kesinlikle doktor deÄŸil, bugün yaln?zca insan.

if you do something incorrect at table with a certain arrogance, as if you knew perfectly well you were doing it properly, you can get away with it and nobody will think you are bad-mannered or poorly brought up. They will think you are original and very witty.

There is no terminus, only suitcases / Out of which the same self unfolds like a suit / Bold and shiny, with pockets of wishes. (from 'Totem')

Me sentía deprimida. Había sido desenmascarada esa misma mañana por la propia Jota Ce y sentía ahora que todas las incómodas sospechas que tenía sobre mí misma se confirmaban y que no podría ocultar la verdad por mucho más tiempo. Al cabo de diecinueve años de correr tras buenas calificaciones y premios y becas de una u otra clase, estaba abandonando, disminuyendo la velocidad, saliéndome abiertamente de la carrera.

Olmak istediÄŸim her ÅŸeyi olmam, yaÅŸamak istediÄŸim bütün hayatlar? yaÅŸamam mümkün deÄŸil. Ä°stediÄŸim bütün yetenekleri geliÅŸtirmem mümkün deÄŸil. Ä°stememin nedeni ne peki? Hayat?mda, olas? bütün zihinsel ve fiziksel deneyimlerin her bir rengini, tonunu ve her çesidini yaÅŸamak istiyorum.

May 13 – today I bought a raincoat – no, that was yesterday – yesterday I bought a raincoat with a frivolous pink lining that does good to my eyes because I have never ever had anything pink-colored, and it was much too expensive

I lay back in the car and let the colored lights come at me, the music from the radio, the reflection of the guy driving. It all flowed over me with a screaming ache of pain... remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I've taken for granted. When you feel that this may be the good-bye, the last time, it hits you harder.

Saturday morning, and I am at the old game of catching time between my fingers as it is running, forever running, away.

can our dreams ever blur the intransigent lines which draw the shape that shuts us in?

his ego is like an unbroken puppy: scampering about spurting effusively over everything, especially if Everything is admiring.

Another day of hell. He is on the prowl, all the fiends are come to torment me: and I alone am escaped to tell thee.