I have stitched life into me like a rare organ
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Sylvia Plath
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La perfección es terrible, ella no puede tener niños

By Sylvia Plath

I may never be happy, but tonight I am content.

By Sylvia Plath

Is anyone anywhere happy?

By Sylvia Plath

I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.

By Sylvia Plath

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.

By Sylvia Plath

Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I’ve taken for granted.

By Sylvia Plath

I didn't want any flowers, I only wanted

By Sylvia Plath

How long can I be a wall, keeping the wind off?

By Sylvia Plath

I had been alone more than I could have been had I gone by myself.

By Sylvia Plath

How we need another soul to cling to.

By Sylvia Plath

And of course I didn't know who would marry me now that I'd been where I had been. I didn't know at all.

By Sylvia Plath

I tried to imagine what it would be like if Constantin were my husband.

By Sylvia Plath

I also remembered Buddy Willard saying in a sinister, knowing way that after I

By Sylvia Plath

We’ll take up where we left off, Esther’, she had said, with her sweet martyr’s smile. ‘We’ll act as if all this were a bad dream.’

By Sylvia Plath

Not easy to state the change you made.

By Sylvia Plath
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