Por esto odio los espejos que revelan mi rostro verdadero. Sola, a menudo me sumo en la nada. He de mover los pies con gran cautela, para no rebasar los límites del mundo y caer en la nada. He de golpear con la mano una dura puerta, para llamarme a mí misma a fin de que vuelva a entrar en el cuerpo. -Las Olas, Virginia Woolf
He will be dear and strong and heal me by his kindness, even if he knows nothing of all this aching. I refuse to be weak and tell anyone else.
Sylvia Plath · The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (2000)
The reason why I hate the idea of growing up, I guess, is subconsciously because I want to remain a child and be sheltered from accepting the responsibility of things. I also shy away from making decisions and thinking about what I'm good for — which I am convinced, isn't much.
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman c. January 1951
I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free; and laughing at injuries, not maddening under them! Why am I so changed? Why does my blood rush into a hell of tumult at a few words? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
“You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.”
— Ernest Hemingway; The Sun Also Rises
“You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.”
— Ernest Hemingway
“It’s a hell of a responsibility to be yourself. It’s much easier to be somebody else or nobody at all.”
— Sylvia Plath
Source: quotemadness.com
“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that — I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much – so very much to learn.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
[…] I deserve that, don’t I, some sort of blazing love that I can live with.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath — 22nd November 1955 - 18th April 1956
𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑎, 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑟.
—Sylvia Plath, Letters Home
“I feel self-repressed again. The old fall disease. Where is my will-power? The Idea of a life gets in the way of my life.”
— Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath: 1950-1962 (ed. Karen V. Kukil)
I waited, as if the sea could make my decision for me.
– Sylvia Plath, from The Bell Jar
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: I need a father. I need a mother. I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty.]
I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come.
Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Bell Jar’
“I am afraid of failure before I begin.”
— Sylvia Plath; The Unabridged Journals
“It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.”
-Sylvia Plath , from the unabridged journals of Sylvia Plath
No soy para nada especial, usualmente vivo en blanco y negro. Ojalá algún día pueda conocer a alguien que me vea de forma colorida, de una manera que yo nunca me he visto, y no piense que soy una pérdida de tiempo.
You said I killed you, haunt me then. Be with me always, take any form, drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you.