More quotes by Sylvia Plath

"The truth comes to me. The truth loves me."
"I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?"
"Wear your heart on your skin in this life."
"I’ll never speak to God again."
"Life was not to be sitting in hot amorphic leisure in my backyard idly writing or not writing, as the spirit moved me. It was, instead, running madly, in a crowded schedule, in a squirrel cage of busy people. Working, living, dancing, dreaming, talking, kissing- singing, laughing, learning."