Sylvia Plath Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• I sank back in the gray, plush seat and closed my eyes. The air of the bell jar wadded round me and I couldn't stir.

  Sylvia Plath

  Eye, Air, Bells

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.94, Hamilton Books

• I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.

  Sylvia Plath

  Moving, Eye, Numbness

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.3, Hamilton Books

• I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. 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

  Depression, Taken, Eye

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.53, Hamilton Books

• I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again.

  Sylvia Plath

  Spring, Eye, Perspective

  sylvia plath (1971). “the bell jar”

• So learn about life. Cut yourself a big slice with the silver server, a big slice of pie. Open your eyes. Let life happen.

  Sylvia Plath

  Eye, Cutting, Pie

  Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.438, Anchor

• ..I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

  Sylvia Plath

  Spring, Eye, Thinking

  sylvia plath (1971). “the bell jar”

• I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

  Sylvia Plath

  Stars, Eye, Moon

  sylvia plath (1971). “the bell jar”

• I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.

  Sylvia Plath

  Depression, Beautiful, Moving

  Sylvia Plath (2016). “The Bell Jar”, p.75, Hamilton Books

• Sometimes I feel like I'm not solid. I'm hollow. There's nothing behind my eyes. I'm a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

  Sylvia Plath

  Eye, Silence, Negative

• I am afraid. I am not solid, but hollow. I feel behind my eyes a numb, paralyzed cavern, a pit of hell, a mimicking nothingness.

  Sylvia Plath

  Eye, Feminism, Pits

  Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.60, Anchor

• Look at that ugly dead mask here and do not forget it. It is a chalk mask with dead dry poison behind it, like the death angel. It is what I was this fall, and what I never want to be again. The pouting disconsolate mouth, the flat, bored, numb, expressionless eyes: symptoms of the foul decay within.

  Sylvia Plath

  Depression, Fall, Eye

  Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.155, Anchor

• I am sending back the key that let me into bluebeard's study; because he would make love to me I am sending back the key; in his eye's darkroom I can see my X-rayed heart, dissected body: I am sending back the key that let me into bluebeard s study.

  Sylvia Plath

  Heart, Eye, Keys

  Sylvia Plath (2015). “Collected Poems”, p.268, Faber & Faber

• 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.

  Sylvia Plath

  Eye, Kissing, Important

  Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.197, Anchor

• If I have a dry spell ... I wait and live harder, eyes, ears, and heart open, and when the productive time comes, it is that much richer.

  Sylvia Plath

  Heart, Eye, Waiting

  Sylvia Plath (2011). “Letters Home”, p.314, Faber & Faber

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