God, who am I? - Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

"let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences"

"But writing poems and letters doesn't seem to do much good."

"I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live."

"I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life. I can't be satisfied with the colossal job of merely living. Oh, no, I must order life in sonnets and sestinas and provide a verbal reflector for my 60-watt lighted head."

"Kiss me, and you will see how important I am."