I am both worse and better than you thought.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath

I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath

I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart…I do nothing all day, boredom settles in, I look at the sky so I get to feel even smaller than I already feel and my mind keeps poisoning itself uselessly.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath

I wish to cry. Yet, I laugh, and my lipstick leaves a red stain like a bloody crescent moon on the top of the beer can.

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath