Posts tagged sylvia plath

What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don’t know and I’m afraid. I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? 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. […] I have much to live for, yet unaccountably I am sick and sad.

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Sylvia Plath & Ted Hughes: Rare BBC Interview On Literature & Love

“Two people…who are compatible in this sort of spiritual way, in fact make up one person…one source of power, which you both use and you can draw out material in incredible detail from the single shared mind.”

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via observando)