...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
Compared with me, a tree is immortal.
Interpretation
The quote highlights the transient nature of human life compared to the enduring presence of nature.
Sylvia Plath expresses a profound reflection on the fleeting nature of human existence in contrast to the seemingly eternal life of a tree. By likening herself to a tree, she evokes a sense of melancholy, suggesting that while humans may struggle with mortality, the natural world exists in a timeless continuum, serving as a reminder of lifeβs impermanence and the enduring qualities of nature.
In practice
This quote could be used in a speech about environmental conservation to emphasize the longevity of trees in contrast to human life.
...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.
There is not the least flower but seems to hold up its head, and to look pleasantly, in the secret sense of the goodness of its Heavenly Maker.
Planet Earth is our shared island, let us join forces to protect it
April ... hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
Men may dam it and say that they have made a lake, but it will still be a river. It will keep its nature and bide its time, like a caged animal alert for the slightest opening. In time, it will have its way; the dam, like the ancient cliffs, will be carried away piecemeal in the currents.
Possibly everyone will travel by air in another fifty years. I'm not sure I like the idea of millions of planes flying around overhead. I love the sky's unbroken solitude. I don't like to think of it cluttered up by aircraft, as roads are cluttered up by cars. I feel like the western pioneer when he saw barbed-wire fence lines encroaching on his open plains. The success of his venture brought the end of the life he loved.
Follow humbly wherever and to whatever abyss Nature leads, or you shall learn nothing.
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