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  • #1
    Sylvia Plath
    “because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #2
    Anne Sexton
    “I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.”
    Anne Sexton, Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters

  • #3
    Anne Sexton
    “That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But you shouldn’t worry — poetry is still first. Cigarettes and alcohol follow”
    Anne Sexton

  • #4
    Sylvia Plath
    “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #5
    Sylvia Plath
    “I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #6
    Sylvia Plath
    “Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
    sylvia plath

  • #7
    Sylvia Plath
    “The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

  • #8
    Sylvia Plath
    “Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #9
    Sylvia Plath
    “I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #10
    Sylvia Plath
    “God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we all wear. And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship - but the loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness is horrible and overpowering.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #11
    Sylvia Plath
    “I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.”
    Sylvia Plath

  • #12
    Sylvia Plath
    “I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give.”
    Sylvia Plath, Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #13
    Sylvia Plath
    “So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them.”
    Sylvia Plath, Johnny Panic and the Bible of Dreams: Short Stories, Prose and Diary Excerpts

  • #14
    Edgar Allan Poe
    “Believe nothing you hear, and only one half that you see.”
    Edgar Allan Poe

  • #15
    Ned Vizzini
    “I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”
    Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

  • #16
    David Foster Wallace
    “The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way a trapped person will eventually jump from the window of a burning high-rise. Make no mistake about people who leap from burning windows. Their terror of falling from a great height is still just as great as it would be for you or me standing speculatively at the same window just checking out the view; i.e. the fear of falling remains a constant. The variable here is the other terror, the fire’s flames: when the flames get close enough, falling to death becomes the slightly less terrible of two terrors. It’s not desiring the fall; it’s terror of the flames. And yet nobody down on the sidewalk, looking up and yelling ‘Don’t!’ and ‘Hang on!’, can understand the jump. Not really. You’d have to have personally been trapped and felt flames to really understand a terror way beyond falling.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #17
    Albert Camus
    “But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.”
    Albert Camus

  • #18
    David Levithan
    “I am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me.”
    David Levithan, Will Grayson, Will Grayson

  • #19
    Tiffanie DeBartolo
    “Did you really want to die?"
    "No one commits suicide because they want to die."
    "Then why do they do it?"
    "Because they want to stop the pain.”
    Tiffanie DeBartolo, How to Kill a Rock Star

  • #20
    Friedrich Nietzsche
    “The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it one gets through many a dark night.”
    Nietzsche

  • #21
    Ned Vizzini
    “I waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. Then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. I waste time being quiet and not saying anything because I'm afraid I'll stutter.”
    Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

  • #22
    Phoebe Stone
    “Some people are just not meant to be in this world. It's just too much for them.”
    Phoebe Stone, The Boy on Cinnamon Street

  • #23
    Bill Maher
    “Suicide is man's way of telling God, 'You can't fire me - I quit!”
    Bill Maher

  • #24
    Nina LaCour
    “I don't want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. Find yourself a better friend.”
    Nina LaCour, Hold Still

  • #25
    David Foster Wallace
    “The parts of me that used to think I was different or smarter or whatever, almost made me die.”
    David Foster Wallace

  • #26
    Gerard Way
    “There was a moment in my life when I really wanted to kill myself. And there was one other moment when I was close to that. . . . But even in my most jaded times, I had some hope.”
    Gerard Way

  • #27
    Nina LaCour
    “My room is so quiet and empty it hurts.”
    Nina LaCour, Hold Still

  • #28
    Emilie Autumn
    “Nothing in my life has ever made me want to commit suicide more than people's reaction to my trying to commit suicide.”
    Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

  • #29
    Anne Sexton
    “Anne, I don't want to live. . . . Now listen, life is lovely, but I Can't Live It. I can't even explain. I know how silly it sounds . . . but if you knew how it Felt. To be alive, yes, alive, but not be able to live it. Ay that's the rub. I am like a stone that lives . . . locked outside of all that's real. . . . Anne, do you know of such things, can you hear???? I wish, or think I wish, that I were dying of something for then I could be brave, but to be not dying, and yet . . . and yet to [be] behind a wall, watching everyone fit in where I can't, to talk behind a gray foggy wall, to live but to not reach or to reach wrong . . . to do it all wrong . . . believe me, (can you?) . . . what's wrong. I want to belong. I'm like a jew who ends up in the wrong country. I'm not a part. I'm not a member. I'm frozen.”
    Anne Sexton, Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters

  • #30
    Jeannette Walls
    “When people kill themselves, they think they're ending the pain, but all they're doing is passing it on to those they leave behind.”
    Jeannette Walls



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