quote by Sylvia Plath

I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am.

— Sylvia Plath

Most Powerful Bray quotations

If a donkey bray at you, don't bray at him.

An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.

Just because a jackass brays does not mean you have to pay attention.

In economics, we borrowed from the Bourbons;

in foreign policy, we drew on themes fashioned by the nomad warriors of the Eurasian steppes. In spiritual matters, we emulated the braying intolerance of our archenemies, the Shite fundamentalists.

Nature is not silent, and never was a name more derisively inappropriate than when we speak of these non-human creatures who hoot and crow and bray as the dumb animals.

For God hates utterly the bray of bragging tongues.

Donkeys have the courage to bray after the death of a lion.

(not meant to glorify carnivorous practice).

The women take so little stock In what I do or say They'd sooner leave their cosseting To hear a jackass bray.

Because a jackass brays doesn't mean you have to take it to heart.

In the woods, if you stopped, if you grew still, you'd hear a whole new set of sounds, wind rasping through silhouetted leaves and the cries and chatter of blue jays and brown thrashers and redbirds and sparrows, the calling of crows and hawks, squirrels barking, frogs burping, the far braying of dogs, armadillos snorkeling through dead leaves.

The choking, sweltering, deadly, and killing rule of no rule;

the consecration of cupidity and braying of folly, and dim stupidity and baseness, in most of the affairs of men. Slopshirts attainable three-halfpence cheaper by the ruin of living bodies and immortal souls.

There was an Old Person of Bray, Who sang through the whole of the day To his ducks and his pigs, whom he fed upon figs, That valuable Person of Bray.

In the land of bleating sheep and braying jackasses, one brave and honest man is bound to create a scandal.

You never see animals going through the absurd and often horrible fooleries of magic and religion. . . . Dogs do not ritually urinate in the hope of persuading heaven to do the same and send down rain. Asses do not bray a liturgy to cloudless skies. Nor do cats attempt, by abstinence from cat's meat, to wheedle the feline spirits into benevolence. Only man behaves with such gratuitous folly. It is the price he has to pay for being intelligent but not, as yet, quite intelligent enough.

Somebody once said that the Irish derived the greatest benefit from the English language. They court it like a beautiful woman. They make it bray with donkey laughter, they fling it at the sky like paint pots full of rainbow colors.

Braying of arrogant brass, whimper of querulous reeds.

There are braying men in the world, as well as braying asses;

for what is loud and senseless talking any other than away of braying?

The feeble howl with the wolves, bray with the asses, and bleat with the sheep.

All the lessons learned, unlearned; The young, who learned to read, now blind, Their eyes with an archaic film; The peasant relapses to a stumbling tune, Following the donkey's bray; These only remember to forget. But somewhere some word presses, On the high door of a skull and in some corner, Of an irrefrangible eye, Some old man memory jumps to a child - Spark from the days of energy. And the child hoards it like a bitter toy.

Artists don't often know much about writing.

.. but they don't bray so much about writing as writers do about art.

It is no harm to be an ass, if one is content to bray and not kick.

Conservatives brayed that government should stay out of the private sector;

liberals bleated for nationalizing the banks.

The pack of media brayed and bellowed outside the house for seven weeks.

Sol realized then what he had known and forgotten about very small communities: they were frequently annoying, always parochial, sometimes prying on a one-to-one level, but never had they subscribed to the vicious legacy of the so-called "public's right to know".

Arms on armour clashing bray'd Horrible discord, and the madding wheels Of brazen chariots rag'd: dire was the noise Of conflict.

A person whodoes not regard music as a marvelous creation of God, must be a clodhopper indeed and does not deserve to be called a human being; he should be permitted to hear nothing but the braying of asses and the grunting of hogs.