Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plathwas one of the most renowned and influential poets, novelists, and short story writers of the 20th century. Born in Boston, Massachusetts, she studied at Smith College and Newnham College at the University of Cambridge before receiving acclaim as a poet and writer. She was married to fellow poet Ted Hughes from 1956 until they separated in September of 1962. They lived together in the United States and then the United Kingdom and had two children, Frieda and Nicholas...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth27 October 1932
CountryUnited States of America
Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.
Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible.
I am not cruel, only truthful.
I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things I can never know, places I can never go, and people I can never be.
Every day is precious and I feel infinitely sad at this time melting away from me.
I had hoped, at my departure, I would feel sure and knowledgeable about everything that lay ahead -- after all, I had been "analyzed." Instead, all I could see were question marks.
When I fell out of the light, I entered The stomach of indifference, the wordless cupboard.
Widow. The word consumes itself.
I do not fear it: I have been there.
I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life.
The trouble about jumping was that if you didn't pick the right number of stories, you might still be alive when you hit bottom.
I knew chemistry would be worse, because I'd seen a big card of the ninety-odd elements hung up in the chemistry lab, and all the perfectly good words like gold and silver and cobalt and aluminum were shortened to ugly abbreviations with different decimal numbers after them.
At twenty I tried to die And get back, back, back to you. I thought even the bones would do.