What did Sylvia Plath mean by: The abstract kills, the concrete saves. - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA Copy
+ I get into a rut, unable to yank my mind out of it. Feraz Zeid, October 6, 2023December 26, 2023, Sylvia Plath, Mind, Ruts, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company. Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Betray, Company, Important, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ Hour by hour, day by day, life becomes possible. Feraz Zeid, July 9, 2023December 12, 2023, Sylvia Plath, Hours, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ I wish you’d find the exit out of my head. Feraz Zeid, June 11, 2023January 10, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Exit, Wish, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me. Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Bowls, Heart, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences Feraz Zeid, April 8, 2023January 10, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Love, Sentences, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ I must not be selfless: develop a sense of self. A solidness that can’t be attacked. Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Self, Selfless, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life. Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Shells, Silence, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
A picture is not a window…an abstract refers to no reality but its own. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The more abstract is form, the more clear and direct its appeal. - Wassily Kandinsky Painter · Russia
In abstract love of humanity one almost always only loves oneself. - Fyodor Dostoevsky Writer · Russia
History makes one wise, but not competent to solve concrete problems. Explain - Ludwig von Mises Economist · Austria
The force that propels the human spirit on the clear way forward and upward is the abstract spirit. - Wassily Kandinsky Painter · Russia
To those who have exhausted politics, nothing remains but abstract thought. - Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
