Quotes by Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I could — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
I feel good with my husband: I like his warmth and his bigness and his being-there and his making and his jokes and stor — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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 t — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Oh, something is there, waiting for me. Perhaps someday the revelation will burst in upon me and I will see the other si — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spe — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
There are times when a feeling of expectancy comes to me, as if something is there, beneath the surface of my understand — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
God, who am I? — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Is anyone anywhere happy? — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
How can I tell Bob that my happiness streams from having wrenched a piece out of my life, a piece of hurt and beauty, an — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comforts they endow it wit — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Writing, then, was a substitute for myself: if you don't love me, love my writing & love me for my writing. It is also m — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
But writing poems and letters doesn't seem to do much good. — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of 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 impr — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Some things are hard to write about. After something happens to you, you go to write it down, and either you over dramat — Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath