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“You have had many and great sadnesses, which passed. And you say that even this passing was hard for you and put you out of sorts. But, please, consider whether these great sadnesses have not rather gone right through the center of yourself? Whether much in you has not altered, whether you have not somewhere, at some point of your being, undergone a change when you were sad?”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

“You, darkness, of whom I am born- I love you more than the flame that limits the world to the circle it illumines and excludes the rest.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

“So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

“Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“Is there no way out of the mind?”
― Sylvia Plath

“I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.”
― Sylvia Plath , The Collected Poems

“I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“How we need that security. How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I have stitched life into me like a rare organ

--from "Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices", written 1962”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems

“It is a terrible thing
To be so open: it is as if my heart
Put on a face and walked into the world.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems

“I have had my chances. I have tried and tried.
I have stitched life into me like a rare organ,
And walked carefully, precariously, like something rare.
I have tried not to think too hard. I have tried to be natural.
I have tried to be blind in love, like other women,
Blind in my bed, with my dear blind sweet one,
Not looking, through the thick dark, for the face of another.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems

“I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I'd cry for a week.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“40. Beautiful Things
They say you're overly sensitive. That your heart sits too comfortably at the precipice, ready to plummet at the slightest provocation. An unkind word can send you spiraling. A perceived indifference shakes you down to your core. You don't know why you absorb feelings so readily, even when they aren't your own. But one day, you will learn to appreciate the gift you have been given. To live in peace with your sentimentality and, from this raw and tender place, create the most beautiful things.”
― Lang Leav, The Gift of Everything

“Bertrand Russell wrote that 'To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three-parts dead'.”
― Matt Haig , The Midnight Library

“What did my fingers do before they held him?”
― Sylvia Plath

“I think I made you up inside my head.”
― Sylvia Plath

“Why can’t I try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is more becoming?”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“انا العاشق السيء الحظ، لا أستطيع الذهاب إليك
ولا أستطيع الرجوع إليّ… تمرد قلبي عليّ”
― محمود درويش, الديوان

“There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.

لطالما علمت أن داخلي امرأتين على الأقل، الأولى يائسة، حائرة، تشعر بأنها تغرق دائمًا. والثانية بإمكانها أن تقفز إلى أي مشهد تريده، كأنها على خشبة مسرح وتخفي مشاعرها الحقيقية لأنها نقاط ضعفها وعجزها. وتقدّم للعالم ابتسامتها فقط، والكثير من الحرص والفضول والاهتمام.”
― Anais Nin, The Diary of Anais Nin

“I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I'd cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“Is it better to have had a good thing and lost it, or never to have had it?”
― Charles Dickens