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“Freedom is like a man who kills himself Each night, an incessant butcher, whose knife Grows sharp in blood.”

Men Night Grows Freedom Blood Suicide Knives Butchers Incessant

Book:The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens

Source: The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens

“When you go apartment-hunting in the South, you encounter little old ladies who ask you if you use strong drink. In New York you encounter paranoids who wonder if you will commit suicide--not that they care; what they worry about is blood on their fresh paint, a dubious smell in the hallway, or a hole in the awning as you pass through on your way to the sidewalk. The Southerner who moves to any part of the country has problems, but the culture shock that attacks the Southerner who moves North is almost indescribable.”

Source: Southern ladies and gentlemen

“Time destroyed Is suicide, where more than blood is spilt.”

Blood Suicide Destroyed Procrastination

Book:Night Thoughts on Life, Death, & Immortality

Source: Night Thoughts on Life, Death, & Immortality

“Drink has shed more blood, hung more crepe, sold more homes, plunged more people into bankruptcy, armed more villains, slain more children, snapped more wedding rings, defiled more innocence, blinded more eyes, dethroned more reason, wrecked more manhood, dishonored more womanhood, broken more hearts, blasted more lives, driven more to suicide and dug more graves than any other evil that has cursed the world.”

“I really feel that the Church leaders have blood on their hands. I feel that there are gay Mormons who have committed suicide or whose lives have been destroyed because of the attitude of the Church.”

Feels Has Beens Hands Church Attitude Leader Blood Gay Suicide Committed Destroyed Church Leaders

Author:Andrew Solomon

“I open a paperclip and scratch it across the inside of my left wrist. Pitiful. If a suicide attempt is a cry for help, then what is this. A whimper, a peep? I draw little window cracks of blood, etching line after line until it stops hurting.”

Ifs Littles Helping Left Hurt Lines Blood Cry Draws Window Suicide Cracks Scratches Wrists Pitiful Etching

Author:Laurie Halse Anderson

“God, if ever I have come close to wanting to commit suicide, it is now, with the groggy sleepless blood dragging through my veins, and the air thick and gray with rain ... I fell into bed again this morning, begging for sleep, withdrawing into the dark, warm, fetid escape from action, from responsibility. No good.”

Ifs Action Dark Sleep Responsibility Morning Air Blood Bed Rain Suicide Warm Commit Gray Thick Veins Suicidal Begging Withdrawing

Book:The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Source: The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“Life without meaning cannot be borne. We find a mission to which we're sworn -or answer the call of Death's dark horn. Without a gleaning of purpose in life, we have no vision, we live in strife, -or let blood fall on a suicide knife.”

Purpose Fall Dark Answers Vision Blood Suicide Missions Purpose Of Life Knives Strife Suicidal Horns Gleaning

Author:Dean Koontz

“For exactly the same reason, it is sometimes satisfying to cut yourself and bleed. On those gray [sic] days where eight in the morning looks no different from noon and nothing has happened and nothing is going to happen and you are washing a glass in the sink and it breaks - accidentally - and punctures your skin. And then there is this shocking red, the brightest thing in the day, so vibrant it buzzes, this blood of yours. That is okay sometimes because at least you know you're alive.”

“Blood transforms the warm bath water and, in it, I see weakly that this was a mistake. The razor's cut is not deep, nevertheless the blood rushes out happily in the warm water as if kin to it, the same tender substance. Rising a new person transformed with an icy sense of error I go to the sink and turn on cold water which is not friendly to blood. The cut is deeper than imagined.”

Ifs Persons Turns Water Mistake Cutting Blood Cold Suicide Errors Deeper Warm Substance Rising Friendly Transformed Nevertheless Baths Turn-on Razors Icy Self Harm Cold Water Not Friends

Author:Joyce Carol Oates

“The weapon of suicide bombing is so desperate that you aren't even left with the possibility of taking revenge or punishing anyone; the terrorist is killed along with his victims, his blood mixing with theirs”

Left Blood Possibility Weapons Victim Suicide Revenge Terrorist Desperate Bombing Mixing Exacting Revenge Taking Revenge

Author:A. B. Yehoshua

“What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.”

Life Dark Blood Inspire Cold Suicide Embrace Yield Worth Living Forgetfulness Stains Life Death Life Worth Living Cold Heart Living Better

Author:Zane Grey

“Mi tiene il polso alzato, controllando che non perda ancora. Lui è caldo, stranamente caldo in confronto a tutto il resto. La notte è fredda, come il cemento su cui sono sdraiato, come il mio sangue sparso un po’ dappertutto. Lui è caldo. Cerco di ridere, ma non mi viene.”

Blood Suicide Laugh

Book:In My Blood

Source: In My Blood

“The thick baffling blades of false world customs rip off my views and ideas,like breaking every string of my aesthetic thoughts in disdain and jealousy;pain pain enough your tigrine roars before I die.”

Source: Venus and Crepuscule

“Ah! listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge,with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me,and gives the time it calls.”

Source: Venus and Crepuscule

“i dreamt that i died. for an instant, all the voices in my head stood calm, and for a moment, my heart stopped panicking, and for once in my whole life, my cheeks dried from all the tears that were falling every night ... i thought to my self: how nice it is to be finally dead, i wish i did it sooner. my brother once told me that people who commit suicide are mostly doing it for attention. that's so wrong. i'm not asking for attention, nor sympathy. when i put that blade on my shaking skin alone in my room at 3 am, you should be sure that i'm not thinking of anyone and i'm not asking for anyone's attention. all i'm doing is pushing my self to stop the pain. you see, i don't want to die too, all i want is for the pain to stop and for me to smile like everyone else. yasuko amaya - the day i decided to be God -”

Life Pain Suffering Blood Tears Suicide Misery Suicidal Thoughts

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