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Sylvia Plath
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ARZUM UZUN Aşk bir çocuktur derler ya, nedeni budur işte, Öyle çok yanılır ki yaptığı seçimlerd... WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Bir an gelir birini seversiniz. O iyi ya da kötü olduğu için hissetmezsiniz bunu. Sadece seversi... LAURELL K. HAMILTON Hayattan ders veriyor diye öğretmenleri kızdıran Tuzu bir bulmuş çocukları saklamadan g�... ECE AYHAN Hoşça kal,“ dedi tilki. "İşte sana bir sır, çok basit bir şey: İnsan yalnız yüreğiyle d... ANTOINE DE SAINT-EXUPéRY Yaşama sanatı, sevdiklerimize onlarla birlikte olmaktan ne büyük bir zevk duyduğumuzu gösterme... CESARE PAVESE Dünya kadına, erkeklere dediği gibi 'istersen yaz, umurumda değil' demiyordu. Dünya kaba kaba g... VIRGINIA WOOLF Lakin mum yakan .. Bir gölge yaratır ! REşAT NURI GüNTEKIN Umuttan kurtuluş tam bir özgürlük demektir UNICA ZüRN Bir inanç ortalığı kana boyuyorsa, o inanca sarılıp kalmayın, insanı canından eden bir yasa... 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Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I am t... SYLVIA PLATH If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as... SYLVIA PLATH I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the t... SYLVIA PLATH I began to think vodka was my drink at last. It didn’t taste like anything, but it went straight d... SYLVIA PLATH because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be... SYLVIA PLATH I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry,... SYLVIA PLATH There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. SYLVIA PLATH I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows fr... SYLVIA PLATH What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness SYLVIA PLATH I looked on my stomach and saw Frieda Rebecca, white as flour with the cream that covers new babies,... SYLVIA PLATH Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I ... SYLVIA PLATH That is how it stiffens, my vision of that seaside childhood. My father died; we moved inland. Where... SYLVIA PLATH We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you. SYLVIA PLATH There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, ... SYLVIA PLATH I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again. SYLVIA PLATH I think writers are the most narcissistic people. Well, I musn't say this, I like many of them, a gr... SYLVIA PLATH Everybody had to go to some college or other. A business college, a junior college, a state college,... SYLVIA PLATH There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm ... SYLVIA PLATH When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn't know. SYLVIA PLATH How we need that security. How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To re... SYLVIA PLATH So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding qui... SYLVIA PLATH I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery tur... SYLVIA PLATH A baby! I hated babies. I, who for two and a half years had been the center of a tender universe, fe... SYLVIA PLATH One should be able to control and manipulate experiences with an informed and intelligent mind. SYLVIA PLATH Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become a... SYLVIA PLATH That afternoon my mother had brought me the roses. "Save them for my funeral," I'd said. SYLVIA PLATH My mother had taught shorthand and typing to support us since my father died, and secretly she hated... SYLVIA PLATH After all, I wasn't crippled in any way, I just studied too hard, I didn't know when to stop. SYLVIA PLATH I am too pure for you or anyone. From the poem "Fever 103°", 20 October 1962 SYLVIA PLATH If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression Of something be... SYLVIA PLATH I love my rejection slips. They show me I try. SYLVIA PLATH I think that personal experience is very important, but certainly it shouldn't be a kind of shut... SYLVIA PLATH The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower. SYLVIA PLATH How frail the human heart must be―a mirrored pool of thought. SYLVIA PLATH I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy wear... SYLVIA PLATH Ennui Tea leaves thwart those who court catastrophe, designing futures where nothing... SYLVIA PLATH I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am. SYLVIA PLATH Ever since I was small I loved feeling somebody comb my hair. It made me go all sleepy and peaceful. SYLVIA PLATH If you love her", I said, "you'll love somebody else someday. SYLVIA PLATH I don't know how long I kept at it... I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and la... SYLVIA PLATH The next five months are grim ones. I always feel sorry to have the summertime change, with the dark... SYLVIA PLATH Freedom is not of use to those who do not know how to employ it. SYLVIA PLATH There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends. SYLVIA PLATH What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness SYLVIA PLATH Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into an anxious and unsettling... SYLVIA PLATH I love him to hell and back and heaven and back, and have and do and will SYLVIA PLATH My body is a pebble to them, they tend it as water tends to the pebbles it must run over, smoothing ... SYLVIA PLATH ...I still expected to see Doreen's body lying there in the pool of vomit like an ugly, concrete tes... SYLVIA PLATH I felt like a race horse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly con... SYLVIA PLATH Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing. SYLVIA PLATH Tree and Stone glittered, without shadows.My finger-length grew lucent as glass.I started to bud lik... SYLVIA PLATH 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... SYLVIA PLATH The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comf... SYLVIA PLATH I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into ... SYLVIA PLATH So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough. SYLVIA PLATH I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life... SYLVIA PLATH How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl? SYLVIA PLATH There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. SYLVIA PLATH I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make... SYLVIA PLATH I think I may well be a Jew. SYLVIA PLATH With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is li... SYLVIA PLATH Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s he... SYLVIA PLATH There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minu... SYLVIA PLATH I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de... SYLVIA PLATH The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther... SYLVIA PLATH 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... SYLVIA PLATH I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to. SYLVIA PLATH But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn... SYLVIA PLATH I felt wise and cynical as all hell. SYLVIA PLATH I was supposed to be having the time of my life. SYLVIA PLATH That’s one of the reasons I never wanted to get married. The last thing I wanted was infinite secu... SYLVIA PLATH To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream. SYLVIA PLATH When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know. "Oh, sure you know," the photogr... SYLVIA PLATH The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it. SYLVIA PLATH The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence. SYLVIA PLATH What a man wants is a mate and what a woman wants is infinite security,’ and, ‘What a man is is ... SYLVIA PLATH So I began to think maybe it was true that when you were married and had children it was like being ... SYLVIA PLATH My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off ... SYLVIA PLATH I Am Vertical But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the ... SYLVIA PLATH The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull. SYLVIA PLATH What did my arms do before they held you? SYLVIA PLATH I think my poems immediately come out of the sensuous and emotional experiences I have. SYLVIA PLATH Is anyone anywhere happy? SYLVIA PLATH I guess I should have reacted the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn't get myself to rea... SYLVIA PLATH I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but... SYLVIA PLATH What is so real as the cry of a child? A rabbit's cry may be wilder But it has no soul. SYLVIA PLATH You will never win anyone through pity. You must create the right kind of dream, the sober, adult ki... SYLVIA PLATH It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing nega... SYLVIA PLATH Pazar - doktorların cenneti! Doktorlar özel kulüplerde, doktorlar deniz kıyısında, doktorlar m... SYLVIA PLATH