“I am too pure for you or anyone.From the poem "Fever 103°", 20 October 1962”

“I am myself. That is not enough.--from "The Jailer", written 17 October 1962”

“They had to call and callAnd pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.--From the poem "Lady Lazarus", written 23-29 October 1962”

“I used to pray to recover you.--from "Daddy", written 12 October 1962”

“Now I am silent, hateUp to my neck,Thick, thick.I do not speak.--from "Lesbos", written 18 October 1962”

“And I a smiling woman.I am only thirty.And like the cat I have nine times to die.-- from "Lady Lazarus", written 23-29 October 1962”

“I am still raw.I say I may be back.You know what lies are for.Even in your Zen heaven we shan't meet.--from "Lesbos", written 18 October 1962”