Is there no way out of the mind?

Quote by Sylvia Plath

Topics: Sylvia Plath Quotes

How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.

How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.

Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into...

Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into...

I am too pure for you or anyone.

I am too pure for you or anyone.

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I...

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I...

I could feel tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that...

I could feel tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that...

What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness

What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I...

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I...

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then...

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then...

Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.

Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.

The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm

The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm

I love him to hell and back and heaven and back, and have and do...

I love him to hell and back and heaven and back, and have and do...

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and...

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and...

There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I...

There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I...

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

I talk to God but the sky is empty.

Kiss me and you will see how important I am.

Kiss me and you will see how important I am.

The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.

The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.

Widow. The word consumes itself.

Widow. The word consumes itself.

Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it...

Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it...

Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not...

Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not...

But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare...

But life is long. And it is the long run that balances the short flare...