More quotes by Sylvia Plath

"I’ll never speak to God again."
"The truth comes to me. The truth loves me."
"The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower."
"I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket."
"Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a call."