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Quotes About Conflict

But I couldn't justify that one moment against all the other moments when he made me feel like crap.
~ Sylvia Day
You're afraid of me, I can see it on your face. I'm afraid of me. Afraid of sleeping with you and doing something that will destroy us both.
~ Sylvia Day
You need to understand that we've got to give him time to come to grips with this," I shot back. My tone was harsher than I intended, but reflective of my feelings. I was not going to be forced to take sides between my parents. "And I need you to deal with Mom and get her to stop calling me and Cary nonstop. Talk to Dr. Petersen if you have to," I suggested, referring to my mother's therapist.
~ Sylvia Day
Talk it out. Explain what triggered the negative feelings to your partner. Face the trigger and work through it.
~ Sylvia Day
Moving to my desk, I leaned against it and crossed my arms. I should've seen it coming, considering how irate Christopher had become at the Times Square launch of the "Golden" video. He wanted Kline and Eva together. More than that, he wanted Eva and me apart.
~ Sylvia Day
Why do we electrocute men for murdering an individual and then pin a purple heart on them for mass slaughter of someone arbitrarily labeled "enemy?
~ Sylvia Plath
It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.
~ Sylvia Plath
I hate myself for not being able to go downstairs naturally and seek comfort in numbers. I hate myself for having to sit here and be torn between I know not what within me.
~ Sylvia Plath
But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn't do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.
~ Sylvia Plath
What obsession do men have for destruction and murder? Who do we electrocute men for murdering an individual and then pin a purple heart on them for mass slaughter of someone arbitrarily labeled 'enemy?
~ Sylvia Plath
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll e flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.
~ Sylvia Plath
I tried to speak in a cool, calm way, but the zombie rose up in my throat and choked me off.
~ Sylvia Plath
Neurotic, ha! I let out a scornful laugh. If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.
~ Sylvia Plath
In the German tongue, in the Polish town Scraped flat by the roller Of wars, wars, wars ...
~ Sylvia Plath
That's tough, Joan, I said, picking up my book. Because I don't like you. You make me puke, if you want to know.
~ Sylvia Plath
I like you. That's tough, Joan, I said, picking up my book. Because I don't like you. You make me puke, if you want to know. And I walked out of the room, leaving Joan lying, lumpy as an old horse, across my bed.
~ Sylvia Plath
pero cuando llegó el momento de hacerlo, la piel de mi muñeca parecía tan blanca e indefensa que no pude. era como si lo que yo quería matar no estuviera en esa piel ni en el ligero pulso azul que saltaba bajo mi pulgar, sino en alguna parte, más profunda, más secreta y mucho más difícil de alcanzar.
~ Sylvia Plath
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.
~ Sylvia Plath
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell.
~ Sylvia Plath
If neurotic is wanting two mutally exclusive things at once and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutally exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.
~ Sylvia Plath
I am not ready for anything to happen. I should have murdered this, that murders me.
~ Sylvia Plath
There's a stake in your fat black heart And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.
~ Sylvia Plath
curled in the cavernous leather chair and faced Doctor Gordon across an acre of highly polished desk. Doctor
~ Sylvia Plath
She looked loving and reproachful, and I wanted her to go away.
~ Sylvia Plath