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Sylvia Plath

Geburtstag:27. Oktober 1932
Todesdatum:11. Februar 1963
Andere Namen:سیلویا پلات

Sylvia Plath

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„Briefe liebe ich, für Briefe lebe ich.“

— Sylvia Plath
Briefe nach Hause, 18. Oktober 1962, S. 505

„Sterben // Ist eine Kunst, wie alles. // Ich kann es besonders schön.“

— Sylvia Plath
Madame Lazarus, in: Ariel. Gedichte. Englisch und deutsch. Deutsch von Erich Fried. Suhrkamp Frankfurt am Main 1974. S. 21

„Es muß eine Menge Dinge geben, gegen die ein heißes Bad nicht hilft. Aber ich kenne nicht viele.“

— Sylvia Plath
Die Glasglocke. Neuübersetzung von Reinhard Kaiser 1997. Suhrkamp Frankfurt am Main 2005. Kap. 2, S. 26

„Spanien ist der Himmel auf Erden.“

— Sylvia Plath
Briefe nach Hause, 7. Juli 1956, S. 271

„Lord, what will I be? Where will the careless conglomeration of environment, heredity and stimulus lead me? Someday I may say: It was of great significance that I sat and laughed at myself in a convertible with the rain coming down in rattling sheets on the canvas roof. It influenced my life that I did not find content immediately and easily - - and now I am I because of that. It was inestimably important for me to look at the lights of Amherstn town in the rain, with the wet black tree-skeletons against the limpid streetlights and gray November mist, and then look at the boy beside me and feel all the hurting beauty go flat because he wasn't the right one - not at all. And I may say that my philosophy has been deeply affected by the fact that windshield wipers ticked off seconds too loudly and hopelessly, that my clock drips loud sharp clicks too monotonously on my hearing. I can hear it even through the pillow I muffle it with - the tyrannical drip drip drip drip of seconds along the night. And in the day, even when I'm not there, the seconds come out in little measured strips of time. And I wind the clock. And I look at the windshield wipers cutting an arch out of the sprinkled raindrops on the glass. Click-click. Clip-clip. Tick-tick. snip-snip. And it goes on and on. I could smash the measured clicking sound that haunts me - draining away life, and dreams, and idle reveries. Hard, sharp, ticks. I hate them. Measuring thought, infinite space, by cogs and wheels. Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.“

— Sylvia Plath
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

„Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.“

— Sylvia Plath
The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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