The Signs as Sylvia Plath Quotes
āOut of the ash
I rise with my red hair
and I eat men like air.ā
(Lady Lazarus)
āI took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.ā
(The Bell Jar)
āI am still so naĆÆve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, donāt ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?ā
(The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)
āHow frail the human heart must be -
a mirrored pool of thought. So deep
and tremulous an instrument
of glass that it can either sing,
or weep.ā
(Letters Home)
āAnd I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes
Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me.ā
(Tulips)
āIt was my first big chance, but here I was, sitting back and letting it run through my fingers like so much water.ā
(The Bell Jar)
āI am inhabited by a cry
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.āĀ
(Elm)
āPerhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.ā
(Letter to Richard Sassoon)
āI want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limitedā
(The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)
āThe hardest thing is to live richly in the present without letting it be tainted out of fear for the future or regret for the past.ā
(Letters Home)
āStars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is theĀ silenceĀ of astounded souls.ā
(Crossing The Water)
āI wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go to sleep under that beautiful big green fig-tree.ā
(The Bell Jar)