85 Sylvia Plath Quotes That Have Been Rather Overlooked

“My mother said the cure for thinking too much about yourself was helping somebody who was worse off than you.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Bell Jar'

“Is anyone anywhere happy?” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Bell Jar'

“If they substituted the word 'Lust' for 'Love' in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“Is there no way out of the mind?” — Sylvia Plath

“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that — I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much — so very much to learn.” ― Sylvia Plath,

“Why can't I try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is more becoming?” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Bell Jar'

“The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Bell Jar'

“I couldn't see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Bell Jar'

“I may never be happy, but tonight I am content.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“I feel outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awful helpless numbness.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“What I fear most, I think, is the death of the imagination. When the sky outside is merely pink, and the rooftops merely black: that photographic mind which paradoxically tells the truth, but the worthless truth, about the world.” — Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“I am afraid. I am not solid, but hollow. I feel behind my eyes a numb, paralyzed cavern, a pit of hell, mimicking nothingness. I never thought. I never wrote, I never suffered.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“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.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Bell Jar'

“I have room in me for love. And for ever so many little lives.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'

“Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.” – Sylvia Plath, 'The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath'