Everybody had to go to some college or other. A business college, a junior college, a state college, a secretarial college, an Ivy League college, a pig farmer's college. The book first, then the work. Sylvia Plath bookbusinesscollege share on social
I think the sea swallowed dozens of tea sets - tossed in abandon off liners or consigned to the tide by jilted brides. I collected a shiver of china bits, with borders of larkspur and birds or braids of daisies. No two patterns ever matched. Sylvia Plath abandonbirdbit share on social
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. Sylvia Plath badcreativitydoubt Change image and share on social
My childhood landscape was not land but the end of the land - the cold, salt, running hills of the Atlantic. I sometimes think my vision of the sea is the clearest thing I own. Sylvia Plath atlanticchildhoodclear Change image and share on social
Perfection is terrible; it cannot have children. Sylvia Plath childperfectionterrible Change image and share on social
I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Sylvia Plath activechoiceconstantly Change image and share on social
A little thing, like children putting flowers in my hair, can fill up the widening cracks in my self-assurance like soothing lanolin. Sylvia Plath assurancechildcrack Change image and share on social
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. Sylvia Plath artcalldie Change image and share on social
It seems this is an age of clever critics who keep bewailing the fact that there are no works worthy of criticism. Sylvia Plath agebewailclever Change image and share on social
I felt proud that the baby's first real adventure should be as a protest against the insanity of world annihilation. Already a certain percentage of unborn children are doomed by fallout, and no one knows the cumulative effects of what is already poisoning the air and sea. Sylvia Plath adventureairannihilation share on social