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God, is this all it is, the ricocheting down the corridor of laughter and tears? Of self-worship and self-loathing? Of glory and disgust?
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.
The Bell Jar
Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
I had been alone more than I could have been had I gone by myself.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
What a man wants is a mate and what a woman wants is infinite security, and, What a man is is an arrow into the future and a what a woman is is the place the arrow shoots off from.
The Bell Jar
I smile, now, thinking: we all like to think we are important enough to need psychiatrists.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
The Bell Jar
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
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On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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