#suicide

Era linistitor sa stiu ca seara nu voi mai trai. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#nihilism #relief-from-pain #suicide #death

Le suicide est une solution à l'absurde. ↗

— Albert Camus

#death #suicide #death

If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide, If cool my heart and high my head I think 'How lucky are the dead. ↗

— Dorothy Parker

#dreams

Life is short enough, there is nothing worth here to take your life, and those things we do gain can never be taken to our grave. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#depression #suicide #death

Killing myself was a matter of such indifference to me that I felt like waiting for a moment when it would make some difference. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

#suicide #dreams

For weeks Tyrone thought he was going to die any minute, and there were also times when he was afraid he wasnt going to die. ↗

— Hubert Selby Jr.

#desperation #suicide #dreams

Suicide. A sideways word, a word that people whisper and mutter and cough: a word that must be squeezed out behind cupped palms or murmured behind closed doors. It was only in dreams that I heard the word shouted, screamed. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#dreams

Träume und Märchen waren ihr eigentlicher Lebensinhalt, dachte ich jetzt. Deshalb hat sie sich auch umgebracht, dachte ich, weil ein Mensch, der nur Träume und Märchen sich zu seinem Lebensinhalt gemacht hat, in dieser Welt nicht überleben kann, nicht überleben darf, dachte ich. ↗

— Thomas Bernhard

#dreams #escapism #fairytales #life #suicide

She was not suicidal; that is what people never managed to grasp. Cutting relieved the pressure and stood as some enduring demonstration of her emotion, some way to be in control of a body that could toss her about with seizures. It was borderline artistic to mark her body, chiaroscuro designs in blood. Dying is the last thing she would want, like any healthy organism. A little pain, a small invoked sting trailing her arm, brought her much closer to grounded when she could not keep her head from racing, her thoughts from consuming her with obsession. An ounce of liquid weight loss and she could go back to being herself again. Usually. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#self-injury #suicide #design

Într-o noapte m-am întors acasă, şi Trish, care credeam că-i atât de echilibrată emoţional, tocmai încercase să se spânzure. Magic, nu? Şi-a pierdut jumătate din viaţă mâncând produse dietetice să nu-şi strice ficatul, iar cealalaltă jumătate încercând să se sinucidă. ↗

— Willy Russell

#education