I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again. – Sylvia Plath
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then Im neurotic as hell. Ill be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days. – 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 Ive a call. – Sylvia Plath
The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it. – Sylvia Plath
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
I talk to God but the sky is empty. – Sylvia Plath
I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart: I am, I am, I am. – Sylvia Plath
