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Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath
Age: 30 †
Born: 1932
Born: October 27
Died: 1963
Died: February 11
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Boston
Massachusetts
Victoria Lucas
Sylvia Plath Hughes
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I must be lean & write & make worlds beside this to live in.
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The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
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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.
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I felt wise and cynical as all hell.
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I am myself. That is not enough.
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Over coffee and orange juice the embryonic suicide brightens visibly.
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I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when I wake up in shuddering horror and fear of the cement tunnels leading down to the shock room, to comfort me with an assurance that no psychiatrist can quite manage to convey.
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It was sometime in October she had long ago lost track of all the days and it really didn’t matter because one was like another and there were no nights to separate them because she never slept any more.
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I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead I lift my eyes and all is born again.
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I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
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There is a charge For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge For the hearing of my heart - It really goes. And there is a charge, a very large charge, For a word or a touch Or a bit of blood Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.
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I have this demon who wants me to run away screaming if I am going to be flawed, fallible. It wants me to think I'm so good I must be perfect. Or nothing. I am, on the contrary, something: a being who gets tired, has shyness to fight, has more trouble than most facing people easily.
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I talk to God but the sky is empty.
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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
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There is so much hurt in this game of searching for a mate, of testing, trying. And you realize suddenly that you forgot it was a game, and turn away in tears.
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I have stitched life into me like a rare organ
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I do not love I do not love anybody except myself. That is a rather shocking thing to admit.
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I tried to speak in a cool, calm way, but the zombie rose up in my throat and choked me off.
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...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.
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I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.
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