...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.
Sylvia PlathRead
I am afraid. I am not solid, but hollow. I feel behind my eyes a numb, paralyzed cavern, a pit of hell, a mimicking nothingness.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep sense of inner emptiness and fear experienced by the speaker.
In this quote, Sylvia Plath conveys the profound anguish of feeling hollow and paralyzed internally, suggesting a struggle with mental anguish and existential dread. The imagery of a 'numb, paralyzed cavern' evokes the overwhelming despair and the sense of emptiness that can arise from intense emotional pain, illustrating the battle against feelings of worthlessness and the void within.
In practice
During a mental health awareness event, this quote can be used to highlight the struggles of those feeling lost or hollow.
...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.
The hardest thing, I think, is to live richly in the present, without letting it be tainted & spoiled out of fear for the future or regret for a badly-managed past.
It is as if my life were magically run by two electric currents: joyous positive and despairing negative--which ever is running at the moment dominates my life, floods it.
You walked in, laughing, tears welling confused, mingling in your throat. How can you be so many women to so many people, oh you strange girl?
I keep wanting to crawl back into the womb.
It's the living, the eating, the sleeping that everyone needs. Ideas don't matter so much after all. My three best friends are Catholic. I can't see their beliefs, but I can see the things they love to do on earth. When you come right down to it, I do believe in the freedom of the individual.
Democratic institutions form a system of quarantine for tyrannical desires.
If I should say anything that is not in conformity with what is held by the Holy Roman Catholic Church, it will be through ignorance and not through malice. This may be taken as certain, and also that, through God's goodness, I am, and shall always be, as I always have been, subject to her.
I learned not to fear infinity, The far field, the windy cliffs of forever, The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow, The wheel turning away from itself, The sprawl of the wave, The on-coming water.
To begin with, we put the proposition: pure phenomenology is the science of pure consciousness.
The wish to hurt, the momentary intoxication with pain, is the loophole through which the pervert climbs into the minds of ordinary men.
I do this real moron thing, and it's called thinking. And apparently I'm not a very good American because I like to form my own opinions.
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