Sylvia Plath Quotes About Giving
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The sun gives you ulcers, the wind gives you T.B. Once you were beautiful.
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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.
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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.
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That is salvation. To give of love inside. To keep love of life, no matter what, and give to others. Generously.
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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.
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Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams.
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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"?
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When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.
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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.
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