#suicide

Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to kill herself, that dragged me into the suicide debate and made every window, kitchen implement, and subway station a rehearsal for tragedy. ↗

— Susanna Kaysen

#tragedy

People try to say suicide is the most cowardly act a man could ever commit. I don't think that's true at all. What's cowardly is treating a man so badly that he wants to commit suicide. ↗

— Tommy Tran

#depression #mean-people #suicide #bullying

Mind led body to the edge of the precipice. They stared in desire at the naked abyss. If you love me, said mind, take that step into silence. If you love me, said body, turn and exist. ↗

— Anne Stevenson

#poetry #suicide #survival #love

Life’s greatest gift is the freedom it leaves you to step out of it whenever you choose. ↗

— André Breton

#suicide #humor

Women are constantly trying to commit suicide for love, but generally they take care not to succeed. ↗

— W. Somerset Maugham

#love #suicide #women #humor

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

— Mahatma Gandhi

#ago #committed #had #i #long

I quickly, swiftly, reach in, pluck out, and peer into the mirror. 'I am still here.' I am in the glass, in this moment. After this moment, I may not be here; I may be a person who does not know where she is, or why. I leave the kitchen table to bathe, and to dress for church. If only my closet held on its shelves an array of faces I could wear rather than dresses, I would know which face to put on today. As for the dresses, I haven't a clue. ↗

— Tim Cummings

#afterlife #astrology #brothers #children-of-celebrities #class-struggle

Well-known, alas, is the case of the poor German who was very fond of three and who made each aspect of his life a thing of triads. He went home one evening and drank three cups of tea with three lumps of sugar in each cup, cut his jugular with a razor three times and scrawled with a dying hand on a picture of his wife good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. ↗

— Flann O'Brien

#last-lines #suicide #three #death

Life ... is a burden. The day about to begin is an oppressive weight.... The erect penis is heavy, even heavier the hanging one. Even the most tender breast has to be dragged along. ↗

— Jean Améry

#death

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

— Frank Wedekind

#life #living #suicide #life