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 More Quotes by Sylvia Plath More Quotes From Sylvia Plath 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. Sylvia Plath chaos cold kind Opinions are like orgasms...mine matters most and I really don't care if you have one. Sylvia Plath opinion care matter Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself. Sylvia Plath your-room prison rooms Love life day by day, color by color, touch by touch. Sylvia Plath love-life color I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited. Sylvia Plath famous-inspirational skills book After all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal. Sylvia Plath What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age. Sylvia Plath feminism age ideas If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier. Sylvia Plath happy happiness thinking If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed. Sylvia Plath feminism classic expectations Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible. Sylvia Plath day-life hours It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me. Sylvia Plath touch-me feels world I desire the things that will destroy me in the end. Sylvia Plath feminism classic desire Kiss me and you will see how important I am. Sylvia Plath feminism kissing important I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give. Sylvia Plath acceptance inspirational love I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am. Sylvia Plath inspiring inspirational life 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. Sylvia Plath taken memories life Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. 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. And you weren't having any of those. Sylvia Plath cutting dream love The hardest thing, I think, is to live richly in the present, without letting it be tainted & spoiled out of fear for the future or regret for a badly-managed past. Sylvia Plath feminism regret past When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever. Sylvia Plath unrequited-love betrayal heartbreak Oh, something is there, waiting for me. Perhaps someday the revelation will burst in upon me and I will see the other side of this monumental grotesque joke. And then I'll laugh. And then I'll know what life is. Sylvia Plath waiting sides laughing
