I am sure there are things that can't be cured by a good bath but I can't think of one. Sylvia Plath More Quotes by Sylvia Plath More Quotes From Sylvia Plath I am myself. That is not enough. Sylvia Plath chaos conformity enough I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain; and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out. To learn and think: to think and live; to live and learn: this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love. Sylvia Plath pain understanding thinking And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. Sylvia Plath sad writing life I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between. Sylvia Plath mad sadness choices 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. Sylvia Plath loneliness dark long Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn. Sylvia Plath feminism despair life Why can’t I try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is more becoming? Sylvia Plath different dresses trying There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Sylvia Plath women sad inspirational What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination. Sylvia Plath imagination thinking We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you. Sylvia Plath another-life air friendship 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 feminism people thinking The first time it happened I was ten. Sylvia Plath suicidal real art There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone. There is an off-focus light cast by the moon, and the streetlights are part of the spotlight apparatus on a bare stage set up for you to walk through. You get a feeling of being listened to, so you talk aloud, softly, to see how it sounds. Sylvia Plath light unique moon Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow. Sylvia Plath heartbreak home long I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things I can never know, places I can never go, and people I can never be. Sylvia Plath mad numbers people I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root: It is what you fear. I do not fear it: I have been there. Sylvia Plath bottom do-not-fear roots How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into. Sylvia Plath soul giving needs I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still Sylvia Plath voice stills writing I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here. Sylvia Plath fossils numb I love life. But it is hard and I have so much, so very much to learn. Sylvia Plath little-love understand-me love-life
