Sylvia Plath Quotes About Giving

Quotes about: Giving

• Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those.

  Sylvia Plath

  Love, Dream, Cutting

  Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.20, Anchor

• 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

  Giving, Soul, Needs

  Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.21, Anchor

• I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give.

  Sylvia Plath

  Love, Inspirational, Acceptance

  Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.286, Anchor

• When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.

  Sylvia Plath

  Heartbreak, Betrayal, Unrequited Love

• Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.

  Sylvia Plath

  Dream, Giving, Mind

  Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.15, Anchor

• Please let him come, and give me the resilience & guts to make him respect me, be interested, and not to throw myself at him with loudness or hysterical yelling; calmly, gently, easy baby easy. He is probably strutting the backs among crocuses now with seven Scandinavian mistresses. And I sit, spiderlike, waiting, here, home; Penelope weaving webs of Webster, turning spindles of Tourneur. Oh, he is here; my black marauder; oh hungry hungry. I am so hungry for a big smashing creative burgeoning burdened love: I am here; I wait; and he plays on the banks of the river Cam like a casual faun.

  Sylvia Plath

  Baby, Home, Rivers

• The sun gives you ulcers, the wind gives you T.B. Once you were beautiful.

  Sylvia Plath

  Beautiful, Wind, Giving

  Sylvia Plath (2010). “Winter Trees”, p.25, Faber & Faber

• Do I like to write? Why? About what? Will I give up and say, "Living and feeding a man's insatiable guts and begetting children occupies my whole life. Don't have time to write"?

  Sylvia Plath

  Children, Giving Up, Writing

  Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.33, Anchor

• That is salvation. To give of love inside. To keep love of life, no matter what, and give to others. Generously.

  Sylvia Plath

  Love Life, Giving, Matter

  Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.102, Anchor

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