Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath,"

Something in me wants more. I can't rest.

— Sylvia Plath, from “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.”

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]

I know the horror of primal feelings, obsessions.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath — 29th September 1959

So learn about life. Cut yourself a big slice with the silver server, a big slice of pie. Learn how the leaves grow on the trees. Open your eyes. The thin new moon is on its back over the green Cities' Service cloverleaf and the lit brick hills of Watertown, God's luminous fingernail, a shut angel's eyelid. Learn how the moon goes down in the night frost before Christmas. Open your nostrils. Smell snow. Let life happen.

Sylvia Plath, excerpt from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath 

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]

Sylvia Plath, from “ The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”

― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

yes girl you are so [if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more] [hands are unbearably beautiful] [i'll take care of you it's rotten work not to me not if it's you] [if you are intolerable let me be the one to tolerate you] [i could recognise him by touch alone] [i love you i want us both to eat well] [on purpose i love you on purpose] [whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same] [i am half agony half hope] [you have bewitched me body and soul and i love love love you] [he is half of my soul as the poets say] [i'm sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for but i'm so lonely] [i love you most ardently] [let me stay tender hearted despite despite despite] [someone has to leave first this is a very old story there is no other version of this story] [mostly i want to be kind] [tell me how all this and love too will ruin us] [you said i killed you haunt me then] [someone somewhere can you understand me a little love me a little] [i will love you as misfortune loves orphans as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong] [sorry about the blood in your mouth i wish it was mine] [who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me] can we kiss now

“To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.”

— Sylvia Plath, from “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.”

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]