Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plathwas one of the most renowned and influential poets, novelists, and short story writers of the 20th century. Born in Boston, Massachusetts, she studied at Smith College and Newnham College at the University of Cambridge before receiving acclaim as a poet and writer. She was married to fellow poet Ted Hughes from 1956 until they separated in September of 1962. They lived together in the United States and then the United Kingdom and had two children, Frieda and Nicholas...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth27 October 1932
CountryUnited States of America
I have the one person I could ever love in this world. Now I must work to be a person worthy of that.
Your body Hurts me as the world hurts God
To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of desperate egoism.
Don't talk to me about the world needing cheerful stuff! What the person out of Belsen physical or psychological wants is nobody saying the birdies still go tweet-tweet, but the full knowledge that somebody else has been there and knows the worst, just what it is like.
I felt like a racehorse in a world without racetracks.
I need not to be more with others, but to be more & more deeply, richly alone. Recreating worlds.
If every soldier refused to take arms ... there would be no wars; but no one has the courage to be the first to live according to Christ and Socrates, because in a world of opportunists they would be martyred.
Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into an anxious and unsettling world.
It is a terrible thing to be so open: it is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world.
Feel oddly barren. My sickness is when words draw in their horns and the physical world refuses to be ordered, recreated, arranged and selected. I am a victim of it then, not a master.
I must be lean & write & make worlds beside this to live in.
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.
It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.
...I still expected to see Doreen's body lying there in the pool of vomit like an ugly, concrete testimony to my own dirty nature.- The Bell Jar