I desire the things that will destroy me in the end. - Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
"I desire the things that will destroy me in the end."
"I desire the things that will destroy me in the end."
"I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them."
"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."
"God, who am I?"
"Oh, something is there, waiting for me. Perhaps someday the revelation will burst in upon me and I will see the other side of this monumental grotesque joke. And then I'll laugh. And then I'll know what life is."
"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."