I write only becauseThere is a voice within meThat will not

I write only becauseThere is a voice within meThat will not be still

📖 Sylvia Plath

🌍 American | 👨‍💼 Poet

🎂 October 27, 1932 – ⚰️ February 11, 1963

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Sylvia Plath, in her work "Letters Home," expresses a deep, intrinsic drive to write. The quote, "I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still," encapsulates her struggle with her internal thoughts and emotions. This voice compels her to translate her experiences and feelings into words, illustrating the powerful connection between her mental state and her creative process.

Plath's writing serves as an essential outlet...

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