Sylvia Plath Mad Quotations

I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.

I feel, am mad as any writer must in one way be; why not make it real? I am too close to the bourgeois society of suburbia: too close to people I know I must sever my self from them, or be a part of their world: this half and half compromise is intolerable.

I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things I can never know, places I can never go, and people I can never be.

Dying Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.

If I rest, if I think inward, I go mad.

I think I am mad sometimes.

The only reason I remembered this play was because it had a mad person in it, and everything I had ever read about mad people stuck in my mind, while everything else flew out.