Over your body the clouds go
High, high and icily
And a little flat, as if they

Floated on a glass that was invisible.
Unlike swans,
Having no reflections;

Unlike you,
With no strings attached.
All cool, all blue. Unlike you

You, there on your back,
Eyes to the sky.

Sylvia Plath

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What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid.

Sylvia Plath


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To the person in The Bell Jar, black and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself
is a bad dream

Sylvia Plath


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brave love, dream
not of staunching such strict flame, but come,
lean to my wound; burn on, burn on.

Sylvia Plath

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A small, answering point in my own body flew towards it. I felt my lungs inflate with the inrush of scenery -- air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.

Sylvia Plath


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I hated the very idea of the eighteenth century, with all those smug men writing tight little couplets and being so dead keen on reason.

Sylvia Plath


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I'm collecting my strength; one day I shall manage without her, and she'll perish with emptiness then, and begin to miss me

Sylvia Plath


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On the train: staring hypnotized at the blackness outside the window, feeling the incomparable rhythmic language of the wheels, clacking out nursery rhymes, summing up moments of the mind like the chant of a broken record: god is dead, god is dead. going, going, going. and the pure bliss of this, the erotic rocking of the coach. France splits open like a ripe fig in the mind; we are raping the land, we are not stopping.

Sylvia Plath

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I may have made a straight A in physics, but I was panic-struck. Physics made me sick the whole time I learned it.

Sylvia Plath

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I hate Technicolor. Everybody in a Technicolor movie seems to feel obliged to wear a lurid costume in each new scene and to stand around like a clotheshorse with a lot of very green trees or very yellow wheat or very blue ocean rolling away for miles and miles in every direction.

Sylvia Plath


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