Quote

Perhaps you considered yourself an oracle, Mouthpiece of the dead, or of some god or other. Thirty years now I have labored To dredge the silt from your throat. I am none the wiser.

Sylvia Plath

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Sylvia Plath
Age: 30 †
Born: 1932
Born: October 27
Died: 1963
Died: February 11
Autobiographer
Diarist
Essayist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Victoria Lucas
Sylvia Plath Hughes
Years
Oracles
Wiser
Throat
Thirty
Silt
Considered
Dredge
None
Mouthpiece
Perhaps
Labored
Dead
Oracle

More quotes by Sylvia Plath

Image
I hadn't, at the last moment, felt like washing off the two diagonal lines of dried blood that marked my cheeks. They seemed touching, and rather spectacular, and I thought I would carry them around with me, like the relic of a dead lover, till they wore off of their own accord.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it is, you have no idea how free—— The peacefulness is so big it dazes you, And it asks nothing, a name tag, a few trinkets. It is what the dead close on, finally I imagine them Shutting their mouths on it, like a Communion tablet.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
Sylvia Plath
Image
Although, I admit, I desire, Occasionally, some backtalk From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain: A certain minor light may still Lean incandescent Out of kitchen table or chair As if a celestial burning took Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then --
Sylvia Plath
Image
I must not be selfless: develop a sense of self. A solidness that can't be attacked.
Sylvia Plath
Image
The box is only temporary.
Sylvia Plath
Image
You have to be able to make a real creative life for Yourself, before you can expect anyone Else to provide one ready-made for you.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I am still raw. I say I may be back. You know what lies are for. Even in your Zen heaven we shan't meet.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I am made, crudely, for success.
Sylvia Plath
Image
Joy:show joy & enjoy: then others will be joyful.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I keep wanting to crawl back into the womb.
Sylvia Plath
Image
Let me sit in a flowerpot, The spiders won't notice. My heart is a stopped geranium.
Sylvia Plath
Image
Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
Sylvia Plath
Image
What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.
Sylvia Plath
Image
In spite of everything, I still have my good old sense of humor.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I can't think logically about who I am or where I am going. I have been very ecstatic, horribly depressed, shocked, elated, enlightened, and enervated.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see, I swallow immediately. Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I would say everything should be able to come into a poem, but I can't put toothbrushes into a poem, I really can't!
Sylvia Plath
Image
If there's anything I look down on, it's a man in a blue outfit.
Sylvia Plath
Image
I do not love I do not love anybody except myself. That is a rather shocking thing to admit.
Sylvia Plath