Heather Clark > Quotes

“I lust for him, and in my mind I am ripped to bits by the words he welds and wields...and glory in the temporary sun of his ruthless force.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“I am living now in a kind of present hell and god knows what ceremonies of life or love can patch the havoc wrought. I took care, such care, and even that was not enough, for my being deserted utterly.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“She could swim in him: that incredible violent presence of his: leashed.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“Plath portrayed Hughes as a creator and destroyer of worlds, who spared little sentiment for the women he loved and left.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“My head is bloody, but unbowed / May children's bones bedeck my shroud.' Sylvia felt physically and emotionally trapped by the house and all its demands; "Learning the limitations of a woman's sphere is no fun at all.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“What other woman would dare to draw blood with a kiss? He saw in Plath the same things she had found in his early poems–a fascination with what he would later call "positive violence,”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“Oh, he is here; my black marauder; oh hungry hungry. I am so hungry for a big smashing creative burgeoning love...The panther wakes and stalks again. She "lay, burning, fevered with this disease”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“Life seems a mockery....I can't go on like this," she railed. She wished for a sinus infection, which would at least provide "escapism." When one feels like leaving college and killing oneself over one course which actually nauseates one, it is a rather serious thing.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“She told Aurelia he was a "a violent Adam," "a breaker of things and people," "arrogant, used to walking over women like a blast of Jove's lightning," she had spent less than a week with him.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath

“I will not let myself get sick, go mad or retreat like a child into blubbering on someone else's shoulder. Masks are the order of the day-and the least I can do is cultivate the illusion that I am gay, serene, not hollow and afraid. Someday, god knows when, I will stop this absurd, self-pitying, idle, futile despair.”
― Heather Clark, Red Comet: The Short Life and Blazing Art of Sylvia Plath