When I was learning to creep, my mother set me down on the beach to see what I thought of it. I crawled straight for the coming wave and was just through the wall of green when she caught my heels. Sylvia Plath beachcatchcome Change image and share on social
What a man is is an arrow into the future, and what a woman is is the place the arrow shoots off from. Sylvia Plath arrowfutureman Change image and share on social
I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited. Sylvia Plath experiencefeelhorribly Change image and share on social
One should be able to control and manipulate experiences with an informed and intelligent mind. Sylvia Plath controlexperienceinform Change image and share on social
Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not merely as feeling, not merely as thinking, but as managing a complex, vital interweaving of both. Sylvia Plath acceptapparentlycambridge Change image and share on social
I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. Sylvia Plath bitecollectioncollector Change image and share on social
Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing. Sylvia Plath pilestinkunpublished Change image and share on social
