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I want to kill myself, to escape from responsiblity, to crawl abjectly back into the womb.
Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath
Age: 30 †
Born: 1932
Born: October 27
Died: 1963
Died: February 11
Autobiographer
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Essayist
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Boston
Massachusetts
Victoria Lucas
Sylvia Plath Hughes
Womb
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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.
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I feel terribly vulnerable and 'not-myself' when I'm not writing.
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That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses. Save them for my funeral, I'd said.
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As I lay on my back in bed staring up at the blank, white ceiling the stillness seemed to grow bigger and bigger until I felt my eardrums would burst with it.
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The thing about writing is not to talk, but to do it no matter how bad or even mediocre it is, the process and production is the thing, not the sitting and theorizing about how one should write ideally, or how well one could write if one really wanted to or had the time.
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To look at her, you might not guess that inside she is laughing and crying, at her own stupidities and luckiness, and at the strange enigmatic ways of the world which she will spend lifetime trying to learn and understand.
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Tomorrow is another day toward death.
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Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
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I must not be selfless: develop a sense of self. A solidness that can't be attacked.
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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 keep wanting to crawl back into the womb.
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I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.
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I felt like a racehorse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly confronted by Wall Street and a business suit, his days of glory shrunk to a little gold cup on his mantel with a date engraved on it like the date on a tombstone.
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Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
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Sunday-the doctor's paradise! Doctors at country clubs, doctors at the seaside, doctors with mistresses, doctors with wives, doctors in church, doctors in yachts, doctors everywhere resolutely being people, not doctors.
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I dream too much, work too little.
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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
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We know a thing by its opposite corollary hot by having experienced cold good by having decided what is bad love by hate.
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I like people, but to learn about one individual always appeals to me more than anything.
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But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn't do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.
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