Sylvia Plath

To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)Are You Coming or Going? Your Door is

There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)This is My Birthright - Another planksip® Möbius

Kiss me and you will see how important I am. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)oooooooooISEE - Notice the Mobius? A planksip® Worthy of Repeating 

If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)Farewell to your Better Self - Another planksip® Möbius

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)Sharp To The Point and Surrounded by Darkness - A planksip® Möbius

Herr God, Herr Lucifer, Beware. Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)Crazy Bitches - Another planksip® Möbius

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)Heliotropic Hope - Another planksip® Möbius

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

Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)Sarcasm Satiates - Another planksip® MöbiusFascism is a Noun and

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am. - Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)Redemption Narratives - Another planksip® Möbius