They tell us that Suicide is the greatest piece of Cowardice… That Suicide is wrong; when it is quite obvious that there is nothing in this world to which every man has a more unassailable...

Do you see what this pure feeling ‘love’ can do to people? Just now, I know you wanted to take my head off. But if love is so pure, why do so many die in...

Everyone thought that things were getting back to normal. They had no idea that normal didn’t exist for me any more. Normal had been smashed on the rocks beneath the bridge.

Have you ever wondered why we bury and cremate our dead? Nothing to do with hygiene, it’s just so we don’t have to see the reality of death. You know, the Zoroastrians used to leave...

Sometimes you get so tired of each day, you wish it was over. But it just goes on and on, like the silent prayers that forever go unanswered.” – excerpt from: freefalling

Sadness and boredom were more bearable than the effort of living a normal life. Perhaps the idea of death began to hover over her during that period, as a kind of higher order of lassitude...

Love makes sense to me in the same way that this statement might make sense to you: Parakeets flock like sheep flock like wool covers your eyes like a bald kidnap victim willingly locked in...

They’re simply seeking an interlude from emotional pain and searing mental agony, a sleep from which they’ll awaken to discover they’re the person they always wanted to be.

No man ever threw away life while it was worth keeping.

A few years ago it was suicide to overprice a house and then reduce it. Now we’re telling sellers to pick their price… there is no harm in reaching because the market is moving so...

We don’t speak of it, or react to it. Paralyzed in a reality of uncertainty and madness,this is where we are.

I do not view suicide as wicked, just terribly sad. There is only one death, but it is like a stone cast into a pond – the ripples stretch far. Such an act must leave...

The ledge isn’t even wide enough for my feet to fit on completely. I hang onto the rail tightly and do a Casper does…leaning out slowly over the water. Like this, there is no safety....

We knew that Cecilia had killed herself because she was a misfit, because the beyond called to her, and we knew that her sisters, once abandoned, felt her calling from that place, too.

The universe does not work in phrases; don’t focus on the commas; just wait for the full stop.

It was suicide, wasn’t it?””In an involuntary sort of way,” said Vorob’yev. “These Cetagandan political suicides can get awfully messy, when the principal won’t cooperate.””Thirty-two stab wounds in the back, worst case of suicide they...

Él no se mató, no. Murió como…, como todo el mundo un día muere.

Suicide is not something I owe you or yours.

Whenever you get such repulsive and destructive thoughts, always remember that there are more people in this world who love you unconditionally than the years of life you have lived.

JASON: ‘Intended wings.’ How depressing.MICHAEL: Yes. Makes them into suicides, really, the pigeons.JASON: No – no, it doesn’t. It could mean the wings were ‘intended’ to carry them upwards, out of the darkness, but they...

We’ve replaced nearly all our emotions with fear

The joke of our time is the suicide of intention.

All my life I have had the utmost admiration for suicides. I have always considered them superior to me in every way.

He would argue with her about killing themselves; and explain how wicked people were; how he could see them making up lies as they passed in the street. He knew all their thoughts, he said;...

No neurotic harbors thoughts of suicide which are not murderous impulses against others redirected upon himself.

I wonder if it will rain after we die. When you kill yourself, you don’t know what happens next, afterward.

Those who nurse secrets, nurse a chaotic world of amplified silence.

Secret elisions within families are suddenly revealed by self-execution, and just as quickly sheeted with excuses, blame, and counter-blame. But sense is made of the world only through relationship between action and reaction, symptom and...

Wanting to Die Since you ask, most days I cannot remember.I walk in my clothing, unmarked by that voyage.Then the almost unnameable lust returns.Even then I have nothing against life. I know well the grass...

Suicide is not glamorous and should not be portrayed in a glamorous light.

I stood looking down out of the window. The street seemed miles down. Suddenly I felt as if I’d flung myself out of the window. I could see myself lying on the pavement. Then I...

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Whenever Richard Cory went down town,We people on the pavement looked at him:He was a gentleman from sole to crown,Clean favored, imperially slim.And he was always quietly arrayed,And he was always human when he talked;But...

I would like to write a suicide note in three and a halflanguagesand travel south on a Thursday towardssome form of life outside of earth

He look’d a little disorder’d, when he said this, but I did not apprehend any thing from it at that time, believing as it us’d to be said, that they who do those things never...

Some of the most challenging work a suicide survivor can do is to pray. To pray fully, survivors must bring all of themselves to the prayer: their anger, disappointment, fears, insecurities, and why’s. I bring...

What people don’t understand when you’ve already been a suicide and pulled through is that after the sadness comes fear: Where is my mind going with this? I don’t want to die. I do not...

It’s not so easy for people to end their own lives. It’s not like in the movies. There, they do it like nothing, no pain, and it’s all over, they’re dead. The reality is not...

Instead of finding himself in nerd heaven—where every nerd gets fifty-eight virgins to role-play with—he woke up in Robert Wood Johnson with two broken legs and a separated shoulder, feeling like, well, he’d jumped off...

She would let a speeding automobile hit her to show them all how unloved she was.

I realize how depraved it was to instill false guilt in an innocent child’s conscience, causing a distorted image of life, God, & self, leaving little if any feeling of personal worth.

If I had no sense of humor, I would long ago have committed suicide.

renounce his personality,” and while he states living as a duty, it also conveys a kind of freedom: we are not burdened with the obligation of judging whether our personality is worth maintaining, whether our...

Everyone’s a liar. Everyone I’ve ever known.

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.

Impartially, shrewdly, I considered suicide, though not in my worst moments. The bottle of pills. The note: ‘No hard feelings, everyone, but I’ve thought about it and it’s just not on, is it? It’s nearly...

Once I tried to kill myself with a bungee cord. I kept almost dying.

I don’t know: perhaps it’s a dream, all a dream. (That would surprise me.) I’ll wake, in the silence, and never sleep again. (It will be I?) Or dream (dream again), dream of a silence,...

No woman kills herself for love, and rarely for shame. It is the cruelty of hope that does a woman in; for no matter how many men a woman has given herself to, she never...

Chronic anxiety is a state more undesirable than any other, and we will try almost any maneuver to eliminate it. Modern man is living in anxious anticipation of destruction. Such anxiety can be easily eliminated...