Sylvia Plath citáty

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„Je dobré vědět, že pokud budu někdy potřebovat pozornost, stačí umřít.“

„Bylo fajn procházet se tu bez tváře, mluvit se sebou, ptát se, kam jdu a kdo jsem, a uvědomit si, že vlastně nevím a že jediné, co znám, je mé jméno, a ne můj původ, můj program na příští týden, ale ne jeho zdůvodnění, můj plán na léto, ne však smysl života.“

„Toužím po věcech, které mě nakonec zničí.“

„Mluvím k Bohu, ale nebe je prázdné.“

„Přála bych si aby jsi nalezl únik z mé hlavy.“

„Napadlo mě, že by měl existovat nějaký obřad pro chvíle, kdy se člověk podruhé narodí, kdy jej slepí dohromady, sešijí a označí za vhodného pro další život.“

„Nejhorší nepřítel kreativity jsou osobní pochybnosti.“

„Ticho mě děsilo. Nebylo to to ticho ticha. Bylo to mé vlastní ticho.“

„Mohu jenom závistivě stát na rozhranní čáře a nenávidět, nenávidět, nenávidět kluky, kteří – nerozpolcení – mohou svůj sexuální hlad zasytit svobodně a bez pochybností, zatímco já se hrabu od jednoho rande k druhému v těžkopádné touze, nikdy nenaplněné.“

„Polib mě a zjistíš jak důležitá jsem.“

„Pro člověka pod skleněným zvonem, prázdného a zaraženého jako mrtvé dítě, je svět sám jeden velký zlý sen.“

„Zhluboka jsem se nadechla a zaposlouchala se do hrdosti v mém srdci: Já jsem. Já jsem. Já jsem.“

“I don't see what women see in other women," I'd told Doctor Nolan in my interview that noon. "What does a woman see in a woman that she can't see in a man?"
Doctor Nolan paused. Then she said, "Tenderness.”

“What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit's cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.”

“Not easy to state the change you made.
If I'm alive now, I was dead,
Though, like a stone, unbothered by it.”

“Perfection is terrible, it cannot have children.”

“Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.”

“I'm never going to get married."
"You're crazy." Buddy brightened. "You'll change your mind."
"No. My mind's made up.”

“If there's anything I look down on, it's a man in a blue outfit.”

“I didn't really see why people should look at me. Plenty of people looked queerer than I did.”

“What obsession do men have for destruction and murder? Who do we electrocute men for murdering an individual and then pin a purple heart on them for mass slaughter of someone arbitrarily labeled 'enemy?”

“Clouds pass and disperse.
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart?”

“I decided I would put off the novel until I had gone to Europe and had a lover, and that I would never learn a word of shorthand. If I never learned shorthand I would never have to use it.”

“But everybody has exactly the same smiling frightened face, with the look that says: "I'm important. If you only get to know me, you will see how important I am. Look into my eyes. Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.”

“The silence between us was so profound I thought part of it must be my fault.”

“But writing poems and letters doesn't seem to do much good.”

“I couldn't stand the idea of a woman having to have a single pure life and a man being able to have a double life, one pure and one not.”

“To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of desperate egoism.”

“I collected men with interesting names. I already knew a Socrates. He was tall and ugly and intellectual and the son of some big Greek movie producer in Hollywood, but also a Catholic, which ruined it for both of us.”

“I am made, crudely, for success.”

“I love the people,' I said. 'I have room in me for love, and for ever so many little lives.”

“Doreen had intuition. Everything she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my own bones.”

“The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed.”

“Stupid pupil, it has to take everything in.”

“God has to remind us this isn't heaven by a long shot, so he increases the radios and lethal flies.”

“Secretly, in studies and attics and schoolrooms all over America, people must be writing.”

“I laid my face to the smooth face of the marble and howled my loss into the cold salt rain.”

“The day I went into physics class it was death.”

“I don't see,' I said, 'how people stand being old. Your insides all dry up. When you're young you're so self-reliant. You don't even need much religion.”

“God, it was good to let go, let the tight mask fall off, and the bewildered, chaotic fragments pour out. It was the purge, the catharsis.”

“The sky leans on me, me, the one upright among all horizontals.”