{"author":"Sylvia Plath","author_id":"Sylvia+Plath","total_quotes":238,"quotes":[{"text":"My dream was one day ordering a drink and finding out it tasted wonderful.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["alcohol","drink","expectation","reality","society","taste"],"id":1081,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["crying","depression"],"id":1162,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"I don't see what women see in other women,' I'd told Doctor Nolan in my interview that noon. 'What does a woman see in a woman that she can't see in a man?'Doctor Nolan paused. Then she said, 'Tenderness.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["men","women"],"id":2462,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"My mother smiled. 'I knew my baby wasn't like that.'I looked at her. 'Like what?'Like those awful people. Those awful dead people at that hospital.' She paused. 'I knew you'd decide to be all right again.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["choice","decision","depression","hospital","mental-health","mental-health-stigma","stigma"],"id":4396,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"I tried to imagine what it would be like if Constantin were my husband.It would mean getting up at seven and cooking him eggs and bacon and toast andcoffee and dawdling about in my nightgown and curlers after he'd left for work to wash up the dirty plates and make the bed, and then when he came home after a lively, fascinating day he'd expect a big dinner, and I'd spend the evening washing up even more dirty plates till I fell into bed, utterly exhausted. This seemed a dreary and wasted life for a girl with fifteen years of straight A's, but I knew that's what marriage was like, because cook and clean and wash was just what Buddy Willard's mother did from morning till night, and she was the wife of a university professor and had been a private school teacher herself.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["marriage"],"id":4481,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"I also had a dim idea that if I walked the streets of New York by myself all night something of the city's mystery and magnificence might rub off on me at last. But I gave it up.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["alone","magnificence","mystery","new-york","solitude"],"id":6557,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"Feel oddly barren. My sickness is when words draw in their horns and the physical world refuses to be ordered, recreated, arranged and selected. I am a victim of it then, not a master.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["plath","sickness","writing"],"id":9175,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["dark","sleep","soul","sylvia-plath"],"id":11854,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"You must create the right kind of dream, the sober, adult kind of magic: illusion born from disillusion.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["disillusion","dreams","magic"],"id":12034,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"},{"text":"They had to call and callAnd pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.--From the poem 'Lady Lazarus', written 23-29 October 1962.","author":"Sylvia Plath","tags":["depression","lady-lazarus"],"id":16570,"author_id":"Sylvia+Plath"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":238,"pages":24,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}