I have stitched life into me like a rare organ - Sylvia Plath

"I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?"

"I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket."

"Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing."

"I talk to God but the sky is empty."

"The truth comes to me. The truth loves me."