...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
Perhaps you considered yourself an oracle, Mouthpiece of the dead, or of some god or other. Thirty years now I have labored To dredge the silt from your throat. I am none the wiser.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the frustration of seeking wisdom and understanding, yet feeling no closer to truth.
In this quote, Sylvia Plath expresses the idea that despite years of effort to unearth knowledge and convey messages from beyond, she has not gained the clarity or enlightenment she sought. It highlights the futility of searching for meaning in the voices of the dead or divine, suggesting that such pursuits may ultimately leave one feeling more confused rather than enlightened.
In practice
In a speech about the pursuit of knowledge, you could reference this quote to illustrate the challenges of finding true understanding.
...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.
It is the same woman, I know, for she is always creeping, and most women do not creep by daylight.
For a man's house is his castle, et domus sua cuique tutissimum refugium [and one's home is the safest refuge to everyone].
Opinions which justify cruelty are inspired by cruel impulses.
Everything is as good or bad as our opinion makes it.
In a world built on violence, one must be a revolutionary before one can be a pacifist.
It is a truism that almost any sect, cult, or religion will legislate its creeds into law if it acquires the political power to do so, and will follow it by suppressing opposition, subverting all education to seize early the minds of the young, and by killing, locking up, or driving underground all heretics.
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