What had happened in these ten years for there suddenly be so much to say � so much so pressing that it couldn�t wait to be said? Everywhere I walked, somebody was approaching me talking on a phone a...
Exit Ghost
What was astonishing to him was how people seemed to run out of their own being, run out of whatever the stuff was that made them who they were and, drained of themselves, turn into the sort of peopl...
I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love's not impersonal yet ...
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human