Posts tagged Sylvia Plath.

And round her house she set
Such a barricade of barb and check
Against mutinous weather
As no mere insurgent man could hope to break
With curse, fist, threat
Or love, either.


    — Sylvia Plath, from “Spinster”

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This is the silence of astounded souls.


    —

Sylvia Plath, from “Crossing the Water

Favourite final sentences


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The little grasses
Crack through stone, and they are green with life.


    —

Sylvia Plath, from Three Women 

Favourite final sentences

(via weissewiese)


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I shall be as good as new.


    — Sylvia Plath, from “The Stones”

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In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.


    — Sylvia Plath, from "Mirror" (thanks, light-loves-the-dark)

Pure and clean as the cry of a baby,
And the universe slide from my side.


    — Sylvia Plath, “A Birthday Present” (thanks, cakostopoulos)

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