More quotes by Sylvia Plath, Ariel

"The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it."
"Is it the sea you hear in me,Its dissatisfactions?Or the voice of nothing, that was you madness?"
"I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity."
"I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love."