Suicide Quotes - Page 4

I'm sure we all have dreams of leaving at some time in our lives, but when we reach the bottom, most of us go running home.

They say that if you really want to kill yourself, no one can stop you. There are too many ways to do it. You can jump off a bridge or a building. You can hang yourself. You can crash a car or slit your wrists or swim out really far into the ocean until you drown. Sometimes I wonder why I'm not dead, if I really wanted to kill myself.

When you attempt suicide, the counselors try to talk you out of trying it again by asking you about other people, which is good prevention if you care about other people.

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.

If she could have died...if she could have disappeared forever...but the solid surface of things refused to dissolve around her, and her body, her hateful hermaphrodite's body, continued in its stubborn, lumpen way, to live...

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

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 in which she would not have to move the blood in her veins or the air in her lungs; her repose would be absolute- not to think, not to feel, not to be.

When Sherri asks questions about who would find me if I killed myself and what their reaction would be, I think that whoever knew me would be sad. But then everybody would get over it. I would fade away. I don't think I'm that important to anyone. Nobody's opinion about me killing myself would stop me from doing it.

The foolish rush to end their lives.
Only the steadfast soul survives.

Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.

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

I've been asked by lots of people, "What happens if you do kill yourself?" They want to know about what it would be like for other people around you, like the person who would find your body, the other kids at school, whoever would have to clean up the blood, what your family holidays would be like.

Suicide is an attack on society-an attack on its omnipotence, on its denial of death, and on its own despair.

He could only consider me as the living corpse of a would-be suicide, a person dead to shame, an idiot ghost.

In spite of my suffering, at the thought that I was sure to end up by killing myself, I cried aloud and burst into tears.

The body tries to stop the mind from killing itself, no matter the cost. It is only the lack of strength, the fatigue that lets the jumpers fall at last.

Why is edamame always ready to expire? It´s so urgent for a vegetable. Edamame. It sounds like an assisted form of suicide. Is there an advertising concept in this?

Every suicide is a solution to a problem.

No man kills himself unless there is something wrong with his life.

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.