...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 wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the struggle between the desire for rest and the eagerness to embrace life, even amidst fatigue.
In this quote, Sylvia Plath expresses an introspective contemplation of sleep and the passage of time. She acknowledges the allure of sleep but ultimately prioritizes the experience of living through the exhaustion. It highlights the conflict many face between self-care and the drive to engage with life, suggesting that the desire to experience more of life's moments can outweigh the need for rest, despite the toll it can take on one's well-being.
In practice
This quote could be used in a motivational speech about pursuing dreams despite challenges.
...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.
you're never more alive than when you're almost dead.
No sooner do we think we have assembled a comfortable life than we find a piece of ourselves that has no place to fit in.
People spend a lifetime thinking abouthow they would really like to live. I asked my friends and no one seems to know very clearly. To me, it's very clear now. I wish my life could have been like the years when I was writing 'Love in the Time of Cholera.'
Life is not so short but that there is always time enough for courtesy.
Gentleman-rankers out on the spree, damned from here to Eternity.
We all have to find our own ways to say good-bye.
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