Suicide Club Quotes

“For the most part, the things that had happened in her early childhood were the ones that could be counted on to stay put. They were the permanent fixtures, firmly lodged into the architecture of the mind, screwed to the baseboards.”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club

“Lea studied the lines of his face. In them she saw again every expression he had ever made--every smile and frown and sigh--saw how they jostled for room on the canvas of his skin, how they'd etched their fleeting existence into his flesh, how they filled it up, made their mark, carved and pulled and twisted until there was no space left.”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club

“Something has to change. In being robbed of our deaths, we are robbed of our lives.”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club

“Lea stood up from the bed and turned toward the mirrored wardrobe. Even naked, she could still pass for no older than fifty. This wasn't unique to her, of course; most lifers close to a hundred were indistinguishable from those in their first half century.”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club

“Sometimes it scared her that so much was lost, but she knew it was normal, that most people she knew forgot most of their lives, too. But her childhood—that was always there, safe, neatly arranged, chronological. From her childhood she could remember a million details.”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club

“The older she got, the faster the years sped by, and the less of an impression anything made. The facts of her adult life were couched in general truths rather than in details.”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club

“Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate the landscape can be between the regions of kindness. —“Kindness,” NAOMI SHIHAB NYE”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club

“Anja turned away from Lea’s accusing eyes. She submerged the teabags and watched the rust leak out of them.”
― Rachel Heng, Suicide Club