You may say suicide is a loss of control and cowardly. Foolish as it may sound, I am prepared to argue.

The fog is clearing; life is a matter of taste.

An outrageous instinct to love and be loved blinded your arms to lines of propriety––Women and Men, Christians and Jews, Muslims and Buddhists, white, black, red, brown. An outrageous instinct to love and be loved...

Oh honey, if I was going to kill myself I’d do it right here out of spite just to see you get down on your knees and wash the blood off the tiles and haunt...

You can’t stop a man from stopping himself.

I don’t have to kill myself, living my life is just the same.

We live through the belief of children…Regicide is suicide, citizens. Inscribe that in your hearts. The Great Pretend is a fragile construct.

RésuméRazors pain you,Rivers are damp,Acids stain you,And drugs cause cramp.Guns aren’t lawful,Nooses give,Gas smells awful.You might as well live.

We will pursue these factories of the missiles, the place where they coach the suicide bombers. We will reach them everywhere.

The only difference between suicide and martyrdom is press coverage.

I want to do something different, and make a difference in people’s lives. If everyone jumps off a bridge, I’ll be the guy who built that bridge.

How good would it be if one could die by throwing oneself into an infinite void.

He said you were the only one who was bitter about S.’s suicide and the only one who really forgave him for it. The rest of us, he said, were outwardly unbitter and inwardly unforgiving.

To the bankrupt poet, to the jilted lover, to anyone who yearns to elude the doubt within and the din without, the tidal strait between Manhattan Island and her favorite suburb offers the specious illusion...

Self-destruction would be a brief, almost autoerotic free-fall into a great velvet darkness

Crap.It’s all crap.Living is crap.Life has no meaning.None. Nowhere to be found.Crap.Why doesn’t anybody realize this?

Japanese see suicide as tragic, yet beautiful or somehow sincere.

Jonah can’t see how Assyria could serve any useful purpose. How could this commission better Israel? Jonah might even fear that God will reverse His judgment against Nineveh. If that ‘unchanging God’ changes His mind...

We throw our parties; we abandon our families to live alone in Canada; we struggle to write books that do not change the world, despite our gifts and our unstinting efforts, our most extravagant hopes....

Far too many doctors-many of them excellent physicians-commit suicide each year; one recent study concluded that, until quite recently, the United States lost annually the equivalent of a medium-sized medical school class from suicide alone....

When the bell rings, and lunch is over, I decide to come back here tomorrow, and the next day. I tell myself it really isn’t that bad.

I want him to live if HE wants to live. If he doesn’t, then by forcing him to carry on, you, me….. we become just another shitty bunch of people taking away his choices.

How much can you really trust the promise of a suicidal father?

We have indeed seen a reduction in the number of suicide attacks in Baghdad,

Essay on Adam”There are five possibilities. One: Adam fell.Two: he was pushed. Three: he jumped. Four:he only looked over the edge, and one look silenced him.Five: nothing worth mentioning happened to Adam.The first, that he...

In fact, no form of death places a greater burden on society than suicide, for the act of suicide is the way a person seeks to resolve his alienation from a cooperative society.

What you keep alive is what you truly care about, no matter how many times you die in the process.

In addition, Dr. Dannyboy has suggested a fifth element: positive thinking. Pointing out that their breathing, bathing, dining and screwing brought Alobar and Kudra much physical pleasure, and that an organism steeped in pleasure is...

Nothing else matters now that you love me.’ – suicide note

War had the effect of encouraging people to try to stay alive. Poverty, too. Survival was simply too hard-won to be given up lightly.

I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years.

It’s too late.I chose life too late.

If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills you must know that she died of a wasting grief, of a slow bleeding at the soul.

Nafasi yako peponi itapotea iwapo utamruhusu Pluto (kiongozi wa ahera) akukaribishe bazarai (makao makuu ya ahera) kwa kuchukua maisha yako mwenyewe. Kujiua ni kujipenda zaidi kuliko unaowapenda. Anayejiua hujifikiria zaidi yeye kuliko wengine.

I think suicide is the most painful minute a person can go through, but it somehow may be beautiful to devout to that pain with the joy of it’s promise; silence, because we have no...

so you suspect his death was a suicide.

Il existe je ne sais quoi de grand et d’épouvantable dans le suicide. Les chutes d’une multitude de gens sont sans danger, comme celles des enfants qui tombent de trop bas pour se blesser; mais...

Confidence don’t mean jack shit in the real world, sis,” she once said. I feel myself finding the courage to trust those words more and more with every twist of the knife. Coincidentally, last Tuesday...

I wish I could break this window. Step through it. But I can’t break this window. I can’t even find some less dramatic way to die inside of this school, like hanging myself or slitting...

It was Chelsea who captures our plummet before it reaches the deepest parts of our vulnerability.

The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.

Because . . . most of us think that the point is something to do with work, or kids, or family, or whatever. But you don’t have any of that. There’s nothing between you and...

During a warm winter rain … the basins of her collarbones collected water.

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Women kill themselves because they hope to gain something,” said Kadife. “Men kill themselves because they’ve lost hope of gaining anything.

July 24, 6:03 A.M.The laundry was warm and the rafters were firm, and Michael Holzapfel jumped from the chair as if it were a cliff…Michael Holzapfel knew what he was doing. He killed himself for...

I wonder if there is anyone who is not depraved. A wearisome thought.I want money. Unless I have it….In my sleep, a natural death!

Maybe all you need to pull you back form the ledge is to know someone would miss you if you fell.

Cos every breath is unbearably painful

In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those who decide to die?