Plath's Poetry Quotes
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Plath's Poetry Quotes & Sayings
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Stasis in darkness.
Then the substanceless blue — Sylvia Plath
Then the substanceless blue — Sylvia Plath
All night your moth-breath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen.
A far sea moves in my ear. — Sylvia Plath
Flickers among the flat pink roses. I wake to listen.
A far sea moves in my ear. — Sylvia Plath
As a poet I would say everything should be able to come into a poem but I can't put toothbrushes in a poem. I really can't.
— Sylvia Plath
David Cameron can change the branding of the party, but he can't change the beliefs.
— Douglas Alexander
Empty, I echo to the least footfall
— Sylvia Plath
Brave love, dream
not of staunching such strict flame, but come,
lean to my wound; burn on, burn on. — Sylvia Plath
not of staunching such strict flame, but come,
lean to my wound; burn on, burn on. — Sylvia Plath
Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls. — Sylvia Plath
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls. — Sylvia Plath
Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm.
— Sylvia Plath
The tongues of hell are dull.
— Sylvia Plath
You'll figure it out! You get on your plane and I'll get on mine. And we'll see which one crashes!
— Kazuo Ishiguro
Clouds pass and disperse.
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart? — Sylvia Plath
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart? — Sylvia Plath
But writing poems and letters doesn't seem to do much good.
— Sylvia Plath
She. Silent, fawn-eyed. Clever.
— Sylvia Plath
Advertising at its worst will be killed by the Internet. And rightly so.
— Maurice Saatchi
The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.
— Sylvia Plath
"You listen to Portishead, you're not like the others. Want some coke?" I'm like, "Nah, man."
— Sean Price
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
From the poem Mad Girl's Love Song — Sylvia Plath
But I grow old and I forget your name.
From the poem Mad Girl's Love Song — Sylvia Plath
The blood jet is poetry
There is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath
There is no stopping it. — Sylvia Plath
So I perversely circle the late stars, drowsier and drowsier, sleepily longing for something.
— Sylvia Plath
I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here.
— Sylvia Plath