What did Sylvia Plath mean by: Wear your heart on your skin in this life. - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA Copy
+ Why can’t I try on different lives, like dresses, to see which fits best and is more becoming? Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Different, Dresses, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss? Shall I ever find it, whatever it is? Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Grass, Missing, Solitary, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Fancy, Infatuation, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends. Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Friendship, Inspiration, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ What is so real as the cry of a child? Feraz Zeid, September 4, 2023December 26, 2023, Sylvia Plath, Children, Cry, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed. Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Sylvia Plath, Classic, Expectations, Feminism, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ Love life day by day, color by color, touch by touch. Feraz Zeid, August 7, 2023December 12, 2023, Sylvia Plath, Color, Love Life, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
+ Dancing is the normal prelude to intercourse. Feraz Zeid, September 4, 2023December 26, 2023, Sylvia Plath, Dance, Normal, Prelude, 0 - Sylvia Plath Poet · USA
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
The skin of all of us is responsive to gypsy songs and military marches. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
We are more sociable, and get on better with people by the heart than the intellect. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
