A little thing, like children putting flowers in my hair, can fill up the widening cracks in my self-assurance like soothing lanolin.


Sylvia Plath

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My mind is killing me”
— The Glass Child, Stuck In My Mind
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We have conversations most nights, Sylvia Plath and me. On these cold wintry nights with our coffee ...
AVIJEET DAS
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Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive b...
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[Short Talk on Sylvia Plath] Did you see her mother on television? She said plain, burned things. Sh...
ANNE CARSON
...it wouldn't have made one scrap of difference to me, because wherever I sat - on the deck of a sh...
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I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come.
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We have conversations with each other most nights - Sylvia Plath and me!
AVIJEET DAS
I love Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton. I also love more cerebral poets like H.D. and Emily Dickinson. ...
FRANCESCA LIA BLOCK
Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out o...
SYLVIA PLATH
If you dissect a bird / to diagram the tongue, / you'll cut the chord / articulating song.
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And besides, I'm not a writer. I don't go to coffeehouses and smoke, wear black, and analyze Sylvia ...
MEGAN MCCAFFERTY
It's amazing the little things you can use, like one of my flowers out there [in the backyard]. He w...
JACKIE KENNEDY
Augustine, Anne Sexton and Sylvia Plath are confessional writers and all three make me sick. I have ...
JONI MITCHELL
The last thing I'd do is put purple streaks in my hair ... it's like drawing a target on yourself.
JEFFREY DENNER
When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn't know.
SYLVIA PLATH
I'm making little changes in my life to take care of myself, like putting in a mile or two on my...
PAULA DEEN
Something will pop up in my head. It could be like the weirdest thing. Like all'a sudden like I ...
RYAN LOCHTE
I prefer to be in tune with my surroundings and to be aware of things. I like listening to my foot s...
PAULA RADCLIFFE
abundant feeling of your presence in front of Allah is enjoy full solitude state where you are in bo...
M.I.SHAIKH MY SELF
Sylvia Plath is there for me when actual living people upon who I have depended upon my whole life, ...
ARLAINA TIBENSKY
Some things are hard to write about. After something happens to you, you go to write it down, and ei...
SYLVIA PLATH
I have stitched life into me like a rare organ
SYLVIA PLATH
That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses.
"Save them for my funeral," I'd said.
SYLVIA PLATH
To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
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Hastanenin arazisi yeni yağmış karla örtülüydü -bu bir Noel serpintisi değil, ocak ayının ...
SYLVIA PLATH
Pazar - doktorların cenneti! Doktorlar özel kulüplerde, doktorlar deniz kıyısında, doktorlar m...
SYLVIA PLATH
Durumun ne kadar umutsuzsa, seni o kadar uzağa saklamaya çalışırlar.
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Kafamda akıl namına ne kalmışsa onu kullanarak bedenimi tuzağa düşürmem gerekiyordu, yoksa b...
SYLVIA PLATH
Kendimi bu güneşte, bir melek kadar ince ve uçucu bir hale gelene dek bir bıçak gibi bilemek is...
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Hasta insanları şımartmamak lazım, şımartılmak onlara kötü gelir, kendilerine gelmeleri iç...
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I don't wear dresses and flowers in my hair and float around!
VICTORIA LEGRAND
I look a little like Beaker. I think I'm a cross between Beaker and The Count. My hair looks lik...
MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER
My mom didn't believe in putting chemicals in hair. But when I got to college, we didn't hav...
KESHIA KNIGHT PULLIAM
My hairstylist taught me a trick for my hair. You section off your hair and put them up in these cra...
SARA BAREILLES
Deficits are like putting dynamite in the hands of children. They can get out of control very quickl...
NASSIM NICHOLAS TALEB
I feel like I've been known for having long black hair, so when I took all my extensions out and...
KEKE PALMER
My own funeral, I'd like to be laid out in a coffin in my own house. I would like my coffin to b...
ANNE RICE
When I'm at school, I usually put my hair up. High pony, side pony, or a bun, I like my hair out...
LAURA MARANO
If I feel ragged, my prep team seems in worse condition, knocking back coffee and sharing brightly c...
SUZANNE COLLINS
I generally like to wear my hair down, preferably with soft curls. But when I'm having a bad hai...
YAMI GAUTAM
You don't know that and I don't know that!
MICHELE COSTELLO
The whiskey’s power released his repressed memories so fast that his words raced to keep up with t...
PASCAL MARCO
His shoulder might be hurting like a son of a bitch and he was more than slightly sloshed but he rec...
VICKIE MCKEEHAN
There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minu...
VIV ALBERTINE
I get a lot of cracks about my hair, mostly from men who don't have any.
ANN RICHARDS
I always like hair being a little messy because I think there's something appealing about the wh...
BLAKE LIVELY
You fill up the 4Runner and it's like $50. And I fill up this thing and it's a lot less and you can ...
ALISON DARLING
My look is attainable. Women can look like Audrey Hepburn by flipping out their hair, buying the lar...
AUDREY HEPBURN
Even in her casual white shirt and cotton pants, she was clearly an independent woman in charge of h...
JAN MORAN
Putting on my legs is like putting on my shoes. I understand that's how some people might think ...
OSCAR PISTORIUS
Like my makeup, I keep my hair simple. It's either down or in a ponytail.
BEHATI PRINSLOO
There is an emptiness in my soul that only you can fill up!
AVIJEET DAS
I can't bear looking in the mirror - I guess that's why my hair looks like this.
LANCE BASS
Not easy to state the change you made.
If I'm alive now, I was dead,
Though, like a stone,...
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His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him...
TAHEREH MAFI
This is the spot where I will lie
When life has had enough of me,
These are the grasses ...
SARA TEASDALE
It seems like now I just go to work to fill up my gas tank.
KIMBERLY JOHNSON
I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
SYLVIA PLATH
Even amongst fierce flames/ The golden lotus can be planted.
BHAGAVID-GITA
Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not writing, as th...
SYLVIA PLATH
I love being a mother. My children fill me up in many ways, and inspire me in many ways, but I need ...
MADONNA CICCONE
Aye, well, I've got my garden.
LIKE I
I told my Nike representative, 'Why didn't you guys use me for this?''' Williams said, laughing.
LIKE I
On the interception, I was out of bounds,
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casually made his 'abort black fetuses' argument.
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I can field my position. If I start worrying about being ready for a line drive too soon that means ...
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I told him that he played a great game,'' said Falcons quarterback Michael Vick , who like Manning w...
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I was so concerned with getting the ball out of my hands and not taking the sack, that sometimes I t...
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I knew I had to throw the ball better,'' Manning said of his poor start.
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I think the reason that I have that title or that moniker is because people don't know what to expec...
LIKE I
You're either ready and prepared to take on the task, or you're not,'' he said.
LIKE I
I did not have one butterfly out there today,'' he said.
LIKE I
Married to the Mob.
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Hello you're with Drudge.
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I don't expect Christian Fundamentalists to reach out to me. They are adamant that homosexuals are i...
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throw enough shit at the wall and some should stick?
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I'm not happy, that's all I can say about it,'' he said.
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Dot Hacker, to me, sounds like a collection of all my tastes. I hear four people trying to fill up a...
JOSH KLINGHOFFER
Children learn through movement and music. A lot of our songs have actions that children can do. The...
JEFF FATT
I want to do the basic things, like putting my daughter to bed. It's the sweetest thing.
TOM DOUGLAS
I thought I'd be edgy and dye my hair red. And I dyed my hair, like, Jessica Rabbit red. It kind...
CANDICE ACCOLA
The most beautiful thing in my day is a little sunshine to light the way and when the clouds burst i...
RACHEL-ERIKA HENDERSON
As a teenager, in my songbook, I used to script what my lighting would be like. I used to dance in m...
MIKA
We grew up like sisters. My children call her their aunt.
ELAINE GAMPEL
Princess," he said, spreading his arms in a shrug, "how does such a little thing like you get such a...
KRISTIANA GREGORY
My favorite instrument is the snare drum. In Scotland, the snare drum is very prominent in Highland ...
EVELYN GLENNIE
Out of the blue Sylvia said, ‘People are like boxes. You would like to open them up and see what�...
ELIZABETH WINDER
Children in a family are like flowers in a bouquet: there's always one determined to face in an oppo...
MARCELENE COX
Children in a family are like flowers in a bouquet: there's always one determined to face in an oppo...
MARCELENE COX
As far as I can tell, they never get up before noon unless there's some sort of national emergency, ...
SUZANNE COLLINS
My father-in-law has ear hair like a wolverine. It fans out from the auricles, wafting from the ridg...
ROSECRANS BALDWIN
My children have no prejudices at all. My own brother-in-law is Jewish!
DOROTHY KILGALLEN
My face is almost like a canvas - a blank canvas in the sense that the hair on my face is very, very...
ANDREA RISEBOROUGH
I feel like when I went back to my original hair color, a little bit of an edgier side came out.
ASHLEY TISDALE
I like flowers, I also like children, but I do not chop their heads and keep them in bowls of water ...
GEORGE BERNARD SHAW
I am like a friend to my children, but when things get out of hand, the 'mum' in me springs ...
JUHI CHAWLA
That's the thing about trust. It's like broken glass. You can put it back together, but the cracks a...
HOPE COLLIER
I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be w...
SYLVIA PLATH
I'm a fan of creating the mood and vibe with flowers, candles, and music. I love making my guest...
KAREN ELSON

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What I want back is what I was.
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Indecision and reveries are the anesthetics of constructive action.
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If you expect nothing from anybody, you're never disappointed.
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I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
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For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.
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I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here.
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Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not merely as feeling,...
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I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middl...
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How we need another soul to cling to.
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I talk to God but the sky is empty.
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I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.
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I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no m...
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Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out o...
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Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting...
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I woke to the sound of rain.
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Is there no way out of the mind?
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The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.
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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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Widow. The word consumes itself.
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The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm
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Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
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I am a victim of introspection.
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I remember that as I was writing a poem on 'Snow' when I was eight, I said aloud, 'I wis...
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I saw the gooseflesh on my skin. I did not know what made it. I was not cold. Had a ghost passed ove...
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Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm.
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I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.
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When you are insane, you are busy being insane - all the time.
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I hope to submit to the little pamphlet magazines here 'freelance' and perhaps shall join th...
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Why do we electrocute men for murdering an individual and then pin a purple heart on them for mass s...
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Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I ha...
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Life has been some combination of fairy-tale coincidence and joie de vivre and shocks of beauty toge...
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I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every sto...
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I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.
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I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I a...
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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
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Ennui

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SYLVIA PLATH
Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing.
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Tree and Stone glittered, without shadows.My finger-length grew lucent as glass.I started to bud lik...
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If I didn't think, I'd be much happier; if I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the bri...
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The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comf...
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I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into ...
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So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.
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I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life...
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How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl?
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There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
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I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make...
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I think I may well be a Jew.
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With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is li...
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Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s he...
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There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minu...
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I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de...
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The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther...
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I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too clo...
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I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.
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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...
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I felt wise and cynical as all hell.
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I was supposed to be having the time of my life.
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That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite secu...
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To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
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When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
"Oh, sure you know," the photogr...
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The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
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The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
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What a man wants is a mate and what a woman wants is infinite security,’ and, ‘What a man is is ...
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So I began to think maybe it was true that when you were married and had children it was like being ...
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My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off ...
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I Am Vertical

But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root in the ...
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The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.
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What did my arms do before they held you?
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I think my poems immediately come out of the sensuous and emotional experiences I have.
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Is anyone anywhere happy?
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I guess I should have reacted the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn't get myself to rea...
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I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but...
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What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit's cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.
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You will never win anyone through pity. You must create the right kind of dream, the sober, adult ki...
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It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing nega...
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Hastanenin arazisi yeni yağmış karla örtülüydü -bu bir Noel serpintisi değil, ocak ayının ...
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Pazar - doktorların cenneti! Doktorlar özel kulüplerde, doktorlar deniz kıyısında, doktorlar m...
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