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To the bankrupt poet, to the jilted lover, to anyone who yearns to elude the doubt within and the din without, the tidal strait between Manhattan Island and her favorite suburb offers the specious illusion of easy death. Melville prepared for the plunge from the breakwater on the South Street promenade, Whitman at the railing of the outbound ferry, both men redeemed by some Darwinian impulse, maybe some epic vision, which enabled them to change leaden water into lyric wine. Hart Crane rejected the limpid estuary for the brackish swirl of the Caribbean Sea. In each generation, from Washington Irving's to Truman Capote's, countless young men of promise and talent have examined the rippling foam between the nation's literary furnace and her literary playground, questioning whether the reams of manuscript in their Brooklyn lofts will earn them garlands in Manhattan's salons and ballrooms, wavering between the workroom and the water. And the city had done everything in its power to assist these men, to ease their affliction and to steer them toward the most judicious of decisions. It has built them a bridge.
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brooklyn
brooklyn-bridge
east-river
failure
herman-melville
hopelessness
jacob-m-appel
manhattan
melville
new-york-city
suicide
walt-whitman
whitman
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Jacob M. Appel |
978c049
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"The tedium of existence and feeling imprisoned in a deplorable job can cause a person to consider the most expedient escape route from suffering including flirting with suicide. Fernando Pessoa wrote in "The Book of Disquiet" of his own feelings of uneasiness and sense of discouragement. "I suffer from life and from other people. I cannot look at reality face to face. Even the sun discourages and depresses me. Only at night and all alone, withdrawn, forgotten, and lost, with no connection to anything useful or real - only then do I find myself comforted." --
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depression-quotes
discontent
discontentment
discouragement
suffering
suffering-quote
suffering-quotes
suicidal-thoughts
suicide
tedium
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Kilroy J. Oldster |
37fe371
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Far too many doctors-many of them excellent physicians-commit suicide each year; one recent study concluded that, until quite recently, the United States lost annually the equivalent of a medium-sized medical school class from suicide alone. Most physician suicides are due to depression or manic-depressive illness, both of which are eminently treatable. Physicians, unfortunately, not only suffer from a higher rate of mood disorders than the general population, they also have a greater access to very effective means of suicide.
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mortality-rate
physicians
suicide
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Kay Redfield Jamison |
c648946
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The stamp is something left over from an inpatient hospital program. In some other program RELEASED used to mean a client was set free. Now it means a client is dead. Nobody wanted to special-order a stamp that said DEAD. The caseworker told me this a few years ago when the suicides started back up again. Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. This is how things get recycled.
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released
stamp
suicide
survivor
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Chuck Palahniuk |
a11dbdb
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Why is it okay to put someone to death, but it's not okay for those people to do it themselves?
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social-pressure
suicide
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Michael Thomas Ford |
07c7c22
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"It's one of these juvenile therapy scams," he went on, sprinkling a pinch of the Golden Virginia tobacco along the rolling paper. "They advertise help for your troubled teen by staring at the stars and singing 'Kumbaya'. Instead, it's a bunch of bearded nutjobs left in charge of some of the craziest kids I've ever seen in my life--bulimics, nymphos, cutters trying to saw their wrists with the plastic spoons from lunch. You wouldn't believe the shit that went on." He shook his head. "Most of the kids had been so mentally screwed by their parents they needed more than twelve weeks of . They needed reincarnation. To and just come back as a grasshopper, as a fucking . be preferable to the agony they were in just by being alive."
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depression
life
mental-health
suicide
teenagers
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Marisha Pessl |
b927a11
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I think she was too tired to play anymore, she was in a hurry to get to Heaven so she didn't wait, why didn't she wait for me?
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motherhood
suicide
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Emma Donoghue |
10822cb
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"The law, and society, and religion all said it was impossible to be sane, healthy, and kill yourself. Perhaps those authorities feared that the suicide"s reasoning might impugn the nature and value of life as organised by the Page | 49 . state which paid the coroner? And then, since you had been declared temporarily mad, your reasons for killing yourself were also assumed to be mad. So I doubt anyone paid much attention to Adrian"s argument, with its references to philosophers ancient and modern, about the superiority of the intervening act over the unworthy passivity of merely letting life happen to you."
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law
life
society
society-individualism
suicide
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Julian Barnes |
5ab877e
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People're always buried facing west, so at the end of time when the Last Trumpet blows, all the dead people'll claw their way up and walk due west to the throne of Jesus to be judged. . . . Suicides, mind, get buried facing north. They won't be able to find Jesus 'cause dead people only walk in straight lines. . . . Isn't god better than one who does that to people?
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north
suicide
west
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David Mitchell |
39badc9
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Il existe je ne sais quoi de grand et d'epouvantable dans le suicide. Les chutes d'une multitude de gens sont sans danger, comme celles des enfants qui tombent de trop bas pour se blesser; mais quand un grand homme se brise, il doit venir de bien haut, s'etre eleve jusqu'aux cieux, avoir entrevu quelque paradis inaccessible. Implacables doivent etre les ouragans qui le forcent a demander la paix de l'ame a la bouche d'un pistolet... Chaque suicide est un poeme sublime de melancolie.
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poesie
suicide
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Honoré de Balzac |
643a9a8
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He thought of hanging himself, to pass the time.
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boredom
ennui
godot
hanging
samuel-beckett
suicide
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Johnny Rich |
e3242a7
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I hear the word in the hall over and over again. Suicide. Suicide. Suicide. Did he or didn't he? Everyone's got a guess. Still no one knows for sure, except Gabe, but he's not talking. Why does it even matter? He's gone. His, ours, theirs-- blame needs a place. His, ours, theirs-- pain all over the place. His, ours, theirs-- forgiveness missing from this place.
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forgiveness
grief
suicide
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Lisa Schroeder |
4f07c40
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Love gives insight, Maggie, and insight often gives foreboding. Listen to me, let me supply you with books; do let me see you sometimes, be your brother and teacher, as you said at Lorton. It is less wrong that you should see me than that you should be committing this long suicide.
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bookish
caring
compassion
foreboding
gentleman
insight
love
suicide
wrong
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George Eliot |
73a562b
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"Now life is given in exchange for pain and fear, and that's the basis of the whole deception. Now man is still not what he should be. There will e a new man, happy and proud. Whoever doesn't care whether he lives or doesn't live, he himself will be God. And that other God will no longer be.'
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death
demons
dostoyevsky
fyodor-dostoyevsky
god
russia
russian
russian-lit
russian-literature
suicide
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
a1b0596
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I can't help but think that if she was going to kill herself, she might as well have done it earlier. Perhaps when I was a toddler. Or better yet, an infant. It certainly would have made my life easier. I asked my uncle Hugh (who is not really my uncle, but he is married to the stepsister of my current mother's brother's wife and he lives quite closeand he's a vicar) if I would be going to hell for such a thought. He said no, that frankly, it made a lot of sense to him. I do think I prefer his parish to my own.
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fun
irony
suicide
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Julia Quinn |
b4dbfa8
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"Kipster is a perfectly valid word," Wendy argued, about to write down her score on the little notepad that had come with the game. "Okay, so what does it mean?" Mandy wanted to know. Wendy struggled to come up with an answer, and finally just changed the subject with school gossip. Mandy found herself just ignoring it... it always sounded the same, the same events, same rumors, same secrets, same affairs, but never anything of interest to her. "Well Sarah's on drugs again and that's why she did it in Mario's backseat, but now she might be pregnant, oh, and that messed-up Seth kid's been cutting himself again so he was sent away to Halifax last week, and there's a festival in Wolfville but Kathy won't go because Audrey-Rose is going to be there and they hate each other, and...." Mandy had learned two years ago to detach herself from gossip; she'd learned it from Jud's death. Wendy may have been eighteen years old but she could be immature on the best of days."
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80-s
argue
baby
boring
bullying
canada
cape-breton
coming-of-age
drama
drama-queen
eating
eighties
fighting
funny
game
gossip
growing-up
kipster
maturity
nostalgia
nova-scotia
pollution
rumors
scary
scrabble
self-harm
suicide
teenage
words
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Rebecca McNutt |
086306f
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That such a final, tragic, and awful thing is suicide can exist in the midst of remarkable beauty is one of the vastly contradictory and paradoxical aspects of life and art.
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bipolar-disorder
manic-depression
suicidality
suicide
sylvia-plath
tormented-mind
tortured-artist
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Kay Redfield Jamison |
ea5341f
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I do not live when I loose belief in the existence of God. I should long ago have killed myself had I not had a dim hope of finding Him. I live really live only when I feel him and seek Him
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god
meaning-of-life
suicide
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Leo Tolstoy |
3cc1f23
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In addition, Dr. Dannyboy has suggested a fifth element: positive thinking. Pointing out that their breathing, bathing, dining and screwing brought Alobar and Kudra much physical pleasure, and that an organism steeped in pleasure is an organism disposed to continue, he has said that the will to live cannot be overestimated as a stimulant to longevity. Indeed Dr. Dannyboy goes so far as to claim that ninety percent of all deaths are suicides. Persons, says Wiggs, who lack curiosity about life, who find minimal joy in existence, are all too willing, subconsciously, to cooperate with- and attract- disease, accident and violence.
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suicide
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Tom Robbins |
81a2403
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Assuming I am mad (Ha!) god, how I must have suffered to go mad. And all the time I was calling to people to save me and no one put out his hand and held it. This is like suicide, only I am alive and looking out of this living death I can see the people weep and feel sorry. Alas, nobody even weeps. It's all a dream.
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going-mad
jack-kerouac
suicide
suicide-thoughts
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Allen Ginsberg |
1c9d77f
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"Why'd you want to kill yourself? Didn't you feel anything, or didn't it hurt you?" Mandy questioned, looking puzzled. "Yes, I suppose it did, ... it was strange, it was sharp, that's all I can think of to describe it... and cold, but not cold like ice, more like... I don't know, like something much worse, something horrible... and it seemed like the ground was falling upwards, becoming the sky... for a moment it made me consider that it was just a dream, that I was on some sort of drug, and then I remember being overjoyed to see the sky was still above me, then just really sad, really tired... and then I don't remember much else about it," Alecto told her, glaring straight ahead at the sky with narrowed eyes. "I don't mind, I'm not supposed to mind, anyway. Mearth already told me that eventually I would want to be dead, that it was inevitable... still, I sometimes wish that I could have done something good for other people in my life, it might have made up for all the bad stuff I've done."
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canada
confusion
creepy
dark
death
drugs
dying
dysfunctional
friend
friends
friendship
grief
halloween
help
loss
morbid
nostalgia
sadness
self-harm
self-mutilation
spooky
suicide
swing-set
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Rebecca McNutt |
93d3ac8
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I often wondered how it would be to tramp off into the mountains and keep going until I was exhausted, then simply sink into the snow and fall asleep. Then the wolves could have me. To want to die in the forest and be eaten by wolves: another marker of incipient madness.
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madness
snow
suicide
trauma
wolves
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Patrick McGrath |
5988e5f
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It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love. Dr. Juvenal Urbino noticed is as soon as he entered the still darkened house where he has hurried on an urgent call to attend a case that for him had lost all urgency many years before. The Antillean refugee Jeremiah de Saint-Amour, disabled war veteran, photographer of children, and his most sympathetic opponent in chess, had escaped the torments of memory with the aromatic fumes of gold cyanide.
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cyanide
doctor
poison
suicide
unrequited-love
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Gabriel García Márquez |
e34c88f
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Isn't it strange, how one so afraid of contracting a fatal malady...should so earnestly wish for death, as well?
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malady
suicide
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Alan Brennert |
e308580
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"He [Wallace] sent a quick note to his friend [Franzen] explaining his behavior. "the bold fact is that I'm a little afraid of you right now,"[...] "all I can tell you is that I may have been that [a worthy opponent] for you a couple/ three years ago, and maybe 16 months or tow or 5 or 10 years hence, but right now I am a pathetic and very confused man, a failed writer at 28, who is so jealous, so sickly searing envious of you and Vollmann and Mark Leyner and even David Fuckward Leavitt and any young man who is right now producing pages with which he can live and even approving them off some base-clause of conviction about the entrprise's meaning and end that I consider suicide a reasonable- if not at this point a desirable- option with respect to the whole wretched problem."
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david-leavitt
jonathan-franzen
literary-genius
mark-leyner
suicide
william-t-vollmann
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D.T. Max |
5355f82
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Cuba will be free. I already am.
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liberation
suicide
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Reinaldo Arenas |
0449287
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a young man was hung by a rope made of Stalingrad snow
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poetic
sentence
suicide
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Markus Zusak |
0e75339
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"You cynical shit," he told himself. Then he started to weep. "Don't be so fucking sentimental," Crake used to tell him. But why not? Why shouldn't he be sentimental? It wasn't as if there was anyone around to question his taste. Once in a while he considered killing himself-it seemed mandatory-but somehow he didn't have the required energy. Anyway, killing yourself was something you did for an audience, as on nitee-nitee.com. Under the circumstances, the here and now, it was a gesture that lacked elegance. He could imagine Crake's amused contempt, and the disappointment of Oryx: Perhaps he failed to take seriously his own despair."
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sentimental
suicide
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Margaret Atwood |
7228dc0
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They made us participate in their own madness, because we couldn't help but retrace their steps, rethink their thoughts, and see that none of them led to us.
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suicide
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Jeffrey Eugenides |
690eb00
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Imagine being beaten up every day for something you didn't do and yet, when it's over, you keep on smiling. That's what every day of Donald's life was like. His death was a small death. No one mourned his passing; they merely agreed it was for the best that he be forgotten as quickly as possible, since his was a life misspent.
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suicide
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John William Tuohy |
7103481
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"If you were me you'd do the right thing, help your friends, because you're not a coward," Mandy sighed sadly. "I covered up a murder because I was scared to go to jail and I did the wrong thing... well, now's my chance to do the right thing, to save someone's life, because I don't want you to die." "Save someone's life? I'm no one," Alecto laughed morbidly. "A hundred and twelve years is definitely way too long to have survived. You'd be wasting your time and risking your own life...." "This is my life," Mandy declared, smiling sincerely. Alecto just looked concerned and very doubtful as the rain drizzled down the roads and sidewalks, towards the harbour where it fell into the ocean, indistinguishable from all the other water in the world." --
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cape-breton
coward
crime
death
disturbance
dying
friend
friendship
grief
help
imaginary-friend
jail
loss
misery
moral-values
morals
murder
nova-scotia
ocean
rescue
right
scary
seaside
suicide
wrong
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Rebecca McNutt |
a3ae558
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But dying is no easy trick. And suicide can't be put on a list of Things To Do in between cleaning the grill pan and leveling the sofa leg with a brick. It is the decision not to do, to un-do; a kiss blown at oblivion. No matter what anyone says, suicide takes guts. It is for heroes and martyrs, truly vainglorious men.
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suicide
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Zadie Smith |
1ab1284
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"It takes will power and nerve to hold the stick that way, to keep his eyes open and watch the rocky face of the cliff, pine-bearded, rush up at them. O'Shaughnessy's mouth flattens, his face goes white. And then in that final fraction of a moment, he laughs, a little crazily - a laugh of defiance, of mocking farewell, and, somehow, of conquest. 'Here we go, baby!' he shouts, teeth bared. 'Now I'm going to find out what it really feels like to fly into the side of a mountain!...' There is only the storm to hear the smash of the plane as it splinters itself against the rock - and the storm drowns the sound out with thunder, just as the lightning turns pale the flame that rises, like a hungry tongue, from the wreckage. ("Jane Browns Body")"
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plane
plane-crash
suicide
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Cornell Woolrich |
39ccbbc
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The verdict of the coroner's inquest had been that Adrian Finn (22) had killed himself 'while the balance of his mind was disturbed.' I remember how angry that conventional phrase made me: I would have sworn on oath that Adrian's was the one mind which would never lose its balance. But in the law's view, if you killed yourself you were by definition mad, at least at the time you were committing the act. The law, and society, and religion all said it was impossible to be sane, healthy, and kill yourself. Perhaps those authorities feared that the suicide's reasoning might impugn the nature and value of life as organised by the state which paid the coroner? And then, since you had been declared temporarily mad, your reasons for killing yourself were also assumed to be mad. So I doubt anyone paid much attention to Adrian's argument, with its references to philosophers ancient and modern, about the superiority of the intervening act over the unworthy passivity of merely letting life happen to you.
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law
philosophy
society
suicide
suicide-note
the-sense-of-an-ending
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Julian Barnes |
0b169c7
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I didn't ask to be saved
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suicide
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Michael Thomas Ford |
270c28b
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I looked in the mirror and realized that I was already dead. I let you kill me one piece at a time, starting when I was, what? Eight years old? Nine? You killed yourself and then you came after us.
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depression
suicide
tragic
twisted
ya
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
5ac577c
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"With Pollution, emotion is irrelevant, it is not their nature," Mearth sighed, making a face as if she were talking to an ignorant small child. "I didn't create them, humans created the Pollution. Cheryl Nobel, Alecto Steele, Albert Sanders, Olivia Campbell, all my pretty little Representations, there aren't many of them left these days but they're still very dangerous! They're here to tell society all about its mistakes! You don't understand the world of Representations."
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canada
cape-breton
chemicals
chernobyl
coal
death
disturbing
dying
earth
entity
environment
fear
green
grief
hazardous
hippie
imaginary
imagination
loss
love-canal
mother-earth
nature
nova-scotia
pollution
recycle
representation
scared
smog
steel
storm
suicide
sydney-tar-ponds
tar
tar-sands
toxic-waste
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Rebecca McNutt |
8144ea9
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Letty allowed her to ramble on while she looked around the wood, remembering its autumn carpet of beech leaves and wondering if it could be the kind of place to lie down in and prepare for death when life became too much to be endured.
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autumn
death
suicide
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Barbara Pym |
56857cf
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I would recommend a solo flight to all prospective suicides. It tends to make clear the issue of whether one enjoys being alive or not.
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flying
life
suicide
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T.H. White |
ca53b74
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The lovelorn, the cry-for-helpers, all mawkish tragedians who give suicide a bad name are the idiots who rush it, like amateur conductors. .A true suicide is a paced, disciplined certainty. People pontificate, 'Suicide is selfishness.' Career churchmen like Pater go a step further and call it a cowardly assault on the living. Oafs argue this specious line for varying reasons: to evade fingers of blame, to impress one's audience with one's mental fiber, to vent anger, or just because one lacks the necessary suffering to sympathize. Cowardice is nothing to do with it--suicide takes considerable courage. Japanese have the right idea. No, what's selfish is to demand another to endure an intolerable existence, just to spare families, friends, and enemies a bit of soul-searching. The only selfishness lies in ruining strangers' days by forcing 'em to witness a grotesqueness.
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cowardice
existence
selfishness
suicide
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David Mitchell |
274bc02
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Every day I would run to the library to get new books. Reading was a passion: I wanted to understand life. I read Dostoevsky and Brehm, Jules Verne and Turgenev, Dickens and the Zhivopisnoye Obozreniye; and the more I read, th emore I doubted everything. Lies surrounded me on all sides; one moment I wanted to run off to the Indian jungle, the next to throw a bomb at the governor-general's house on Tverskaya, the next to hang myself.
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literature
suicide
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Ilya Ehrenburg |
590300b
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This life you cry up so much is what I wanted to extinguish by suicide, whereas my dream, my dream--oh, it has revealed to me a great, new, regenerated intensity of life!
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life
revelation
suicide
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
fb90c5a
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Youth is the most difficult time of life. For example, suicide rarely occurs amongst old people.
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hermann-hesse
hermann-hesse-gertrude
suicide
youth
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Hermann Hesse |
0e43bcf
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What was his place? he wondered. Where was his world? He had sometimes stood on the riverbank and told himself: Deep down in the cold water is your world; a rock lashed to your feet is your clothing for that world. To enter it you need only to climb to the place above the rapids, where the pool is, where it is always calm, so it must be deep, and there bury yourself and leave a world that is not your own and find a garden, long fields already cleared and cribs already filled, a new place in which a weakness in a man is a matter for a word or chide, not a break through which the terrors of the world flow in.
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suicide
terrors
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John Ehle |
82b8ced
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There seemed no answer. He wasn't resigned to anything, he hadn't accepted or adjusted to the life he'd been forced into. Yet here he was, eight months after the plague's last victim, nine since he's spoken to another human being, ten since Virginia had died. Here he was with no future and a virtually hopeless present. Still plodding on. Instinct? Or was he just stupid? Too unimaginative to destroy himself? Why hadn't he done it in the beginning when he was in the very depths? What had impelled him to enclose the house, install a freezer, a generator, an electric stove, a water tank, build a hothouse, a workbench, burn down the houses on each side of his, collect records and books and mountains of canned supplies, even - it was fantastic when you thought about it - even put a fancy mural on the wall? Was the life force something more than words, a tangible, mind-controlling potency? Was nature somehow, in him, maintaining its spark against its own encroachments? He closed his eyes. Why think, why reason? There was no answer. His continuance was an accident and an attendant bovinity. He was just too dumb to end it all, and that was about the size of it.
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instinct
life
life-force
meaning-of-life
nature
purpose
reasoning
suicide
survival
survive
thought
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Richard Matheson |
14a65ef
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Le Gout du neant Morne esprit, autrefois amoureux de la lutte, L'Espoir, dont l'eperon attisait ton ardeur, Ne veut plus t'enfourcher! Couche-toi sans pudeur, Vieux cheval dont le pied a chaque obstacle bute. Resigne-toi, mon coeur; dors ton sommeil de brute. Esprit vaincu, fourbu! Pour toi, vieux maraudeur, L'amour n'a plus de gout, non plus que la dispute; Adieu donc, chants du cuivre et soupirs de la flute! Plaisirs, ne tentez plus un coeur sombre et boudeur! Le Printemps adorable a perdu son odeur! Et le Temps m'engloutit minute par minute, Comme la neige immense un corps pris de roideur; Je contemple d'en haut le globe en sa rondeur Et je n'y cherche plus l'abri d'une cahute. Avalance, veux-tu m'emporter dans ta chute?
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hopelessness
suicide
time
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Charles Baudelaire |
aed71e8
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Cecilia had unleashed her blood in the bath, Amy Schraff said, because the ancient Romans had done that when life became unbearable, and she thought when Dominic heard about it, on the highway, amid the cactus, he would realize that it was she who loved him.
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jeffrey-eugenides
life
suicide
the-virgin-suicides
unbearable
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Jeffrey Eugenides |
a3d6b8b
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They had killed themselves over the failure to find a love that none of us could ever be.
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impossible
jeffrey-eugenides
love
suicide
the-virgin-suicides
unattainable
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Jeffrey Eugenides |
1f4375a
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"Tuk niama da vi lipsva niakoi poludial ot liubov, koito v nai-skoro vreme da vi predostavi tazi v'zmozhnost." I dokato go kazvashe, doktor't si dade smetka, che izmezhdu bezbroinite samoubiistva s tsianova sol, koito pomneshe, tova e p'rvoto, chiiato prichina ne e neshchastna liubov. Togava neshcho v obichainiia mu ton se promeni. - A kogato vi se predostavi, ob'rnete vnimanie - kaza toi na stazhanta medik: - Te obiknoveno imat pias'k v s'rtseto."
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love
suicide
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Gabriel García Márquez |
a656905
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(...) my money guy Richard is going without a tie now, like a politician who wants to appeal to the suffering common man (or perhaps every morning his firm takes the ties and shoelaces away from the brokers and financial planners to keep them from offing themselves)
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finance
humor
suicide
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Jess Walter |
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Suitsid -- eto ochen' glubokaia tema, no poskol'ku Vam interesno, ia postaraius' poiasnit' dlia Vas moi soobrazheniia. Na protiazhenii vsei svoei istorii my, iapontsy, s uvazheniem otnosilis' k suitsidu. Dlia nas eto iavlenie krasoty, navechno pridaiushchee smysl, i formu, i chest' nashei zhizni. Eto sposob soobshchit' maksimal'nuiu real'nost' oshchushcheniiu, chto my zhivy. Mnogie tysiachi let eto nasha traditsiia. Potomu chto, vidite li, eto chuvstvo, chto my zhivy, ne tak legko ispytat'. Nesmotria na to chto zhizn' -- eto veshch', kotoraia, kazhetsia, imeet nekuiu formu i ves, eto ne bolee chem illiuziia. Nashe oshchushchenie zhizni ne imeet real'nykh granits, ne priviazano ni k chemu. Tak chto my, iapontsy, govorim, chto nasha zhizn' inogda kazhetsia nereal'noi, kak son. Smert' -- eto opredelennost': vse my -- smertniki. Zhizn' postoianno meniaetsia, kak dunovenie vetra v vozdukhe, ili volna v more, ili dazhe mysl' v soznanii. Potomu sovershit' samoubiistvo -- eto vse ravno, chto nashchupat' granitsu zhizni. Samoubiistvo ostanavlivaet zhizn' vo vremeni, tak chto my mozhem opredelit' ee formu i prochuvstvovat' ee real'nost', pust' i na mgnovenie. Eto popytka vychlenit' nechto nastoiashchee i oshchutimoe iz potoka zhizni, kotoryi postoianno meniaetsia.
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life
suicide
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Ruth Ozeki |
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And suddenly it knew what it had to do. It de-coupled its engine fields from the energy grid and plunged those vortices of pure energy deep into the fabric of its own mind, tearing its intellect apart in a supernova of sentient agony.
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scifi
spaceship
suicide
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Iain M. Banks |
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"It occurred to us that she and the girls read secret signs of misery in cloud formations, that despite the discrepancies in their ages something timeless communicated itself between them, as though she were advising the girls in her mumbling Greek, "Don't waste your time on life." --
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jeffrey-eugenides
life
misery
suicide
the-virgin-suicides
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Jeffrey Eugenides |
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I googled 'suicide gene' but cancelled the search at the last second. I didn't want to know. Plus, I already knew. People ask: but how does this happen? To think that even with all the security measures we employ these days to keep things out - fences and motion detectors and cameras and sunscreen and vitamins and deadbolts and chains and bike helmets and spinning classes and guards and gates - we can have secret killers lurking inside us? That we can turn on our happy selves the way tumours invade healthy, wholesome organs, the way 'normal' moms suddenly throw their infants off the balcony is...who wants to think about that shit?
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dying
suicide
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Miriam Toews |
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The Koran is empathetic about the rights of other religions to practice their own beliefs. It unequivocally condemns attacks on civilians as a violation of Islam. It states that suicide, of any type, is an abomination. The tactic of suicide bombing, equated by many of the new atheists with Islam, did not arise from the Muslim world. This kind of terror, in fact, has its roots in radical Western ideologies, especially Leninism, not religion. And it was the Tamil Tigers, a Marxist group that draws its support from the Hindu families of the Tamil regions of Sri Lanka, which invented the suicide vest for their May 1991 suicide assassination of Rajiv Gandhi. Suicide bombing is what you do when you do not have artillery or planes or missiles and you want to create maximum terror for an occupying power. It was used by secular anarchists in the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. They bequeathed to us the first version of the car bomb: a horse-drawn wagon laden with explosives that was ignited on September 16, 1920, on Wall Street. The attack was carried out by Mario Buda, an Italian immigrant, in protest over the arrest of the anarchists Sacco and Vanzetti. It left 40 people dead and wounded more than 200. Suicide bombing was adopted later by Hezbollah, al-Qaeda and Hamas. But even in the Middle East, suicide bombing is not restricted to Muslims. In Lebanon during the suicide attacks in the 1980s against French, American and Israeli targets, only eight suicide bombings were carried out by Islamic fundamentalists. Twenty-seven were the work of communists and socialists. Three were carried out by Christians.
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communism
islam
socialism
suicide
suicide-bombing
terrorism
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Chris Hedges |
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I've read the stories. Teenagers committing suicide because all they can see ahead of them is shame and disgrace. Kids running away from home because they feel like they've list their future. Well, I'm not having that happen to Torin.
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child-pornography
child-sexual-exploitation
hopelessness
sexting
shame
suicide
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Val McDermid |
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Anthropomorphism, I've decided, is inescapable, and though I might try to hide it I no longer fight it.
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dogs
grieving
love
suicide
writing
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Sigrid Nunez |
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Why do I think you did it? Because you were trapped upside down in a tankful of water. Because you were weak and in pain. Because you were tired of fighting.
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suicide
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Sigrid Nunez |
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"In 2000, interior minister [of France] Jean-Pierre Chevenement said Europe should become a place of race-mixing (metissage) and that governments should make efforts to persuade Europeans to accept this. In 2007, both candidates in the French presidential election took the same view. Socialist Segolene Royale, said that "miscegenation is an opportunity for France," adding that she would encourage immigration and would be "president of a France that is mixed-race and proud of it." Nicolas Sarkozy, the conservative candidate who won the election, said he was proud of "a France that understands that creation comes from mixing, from openness, and from coming together--I'm not afraid of the word--from miscegenation." It is common to project contemporary views upon the past. George Washington University professor Amitai Etzioni has written that people who marry across racial lines are "accepting the core American value of openness and living up to its tenets." Andrew Sullivan, former editor of The New Republic has written that "miscegenation has always been the ultimate solution to America's racial divisions." These two got it wrong. For most of American history, miscegenation was the ultimate nightmare for whites. That whites should now see it as the ultimate solution to racial conflict is a sign not only of how radically our thinking has changed but also of how stubborn racial conflict turned out to be. Civil rights laws were supposed to usher in a new era of racial harmony. To propose now that the only solution to racial enmity is to eliminate race itself through intermarriage is to admit that different races cannot live together in peace. Of course, widespread miscegenation would not eliminate race; it would eliminate whites. Whites are no more than 17 percent of the world's population and are having perhaps seven percent of the world's children. No one is proposing large-scale intermarriage for Africa or Asia. Nor would mixing eliminate discrimination. Blacks, South Americans, and Asians discriminate among themselves on the basis of skin tone even when they are the same race. Thomas Jefferson looked forward to the day when whites would people the Americas from north to south. Today such a view would be universally scorned because it would mean the displacement of other populations, but the revolution in thinking among today's whites leaves no grounds to argue against their own displacement through immigration or disappearance through intermarriage. Whites may have a sentimental attachment to the notion of a white America, but if races are interchangeable that attachment is irrational. If the only legitimate group sentiment for whites is guilt, perhaps it is only right that they should retreat gracefully before the advances of peoples they have wronged. There could hardly be more striking proof not only of how the thinking of whites has changed but how different it is from that of every other racial group. All non-whites celebrate their growing numbers and influence--just as whites once did. Whites--not only in America but around the world--cheerfully contemplate their disappearance as a distinct people."
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genocide
government
immigration
miscegenation
race
segregation
suicide
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Jared Taylor |
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At hun er i live er bra, men det er ikke det det handler om.
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philosophy
suicide
suicide-attempt
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Nick Hornby |
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Suicide wore the mask of self-rejection; but in reality nobody took their personality more seriously than the person who was planning to kill himself on its instructions. Nobody was more determined to stay in charge at any cost, to force the most mysterious aspect of life into their own imperious schedule.
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suicide
suicide-thoughts
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Edward St. Aubyn |
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He felt life more clearly too--even, perhaps especially, when he came to decide that it wasn't worth the candle.
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feelings
julian-barnes
life
sensitive
suicidal
suicide
the-sense-of-an-ending
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Julian Barnes |
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Produmyvaia detali, Ueid neozhidanno proniksia novym, ugriumym sochuvstviem k ottsu. Vot, znachit, kak ono bylo. Khodish', delaesh' svoi dela. Nesesh' etu noshu, zamurovyvaesh' sebia v molchanie, priachesh' adskuiu pravdu ot vsekh ostal'nykh i bol'shuiu chast' vremeni ot sebia tozhe. Nikakoi teatral'nosti. Grebesh' sneg, okolachivaesh'sia v politike ili torguesh' v iuvelirnom magazine; periodicheski ishchesh' zabveniia>>, predaesh' nastoiashchee kazhdym vdokhom iz puzyria s prognivshim proshlym. A potom v odin prekrasnyi den' obnaruzhivaesh' bel'evuiu verevku. Izumliaesh'sia. Podtaskivaesh' musornyi bak, vlezaesh' i podtsepliaesh' sebia k vechnosti, slovno vkliuchaesh'sia v elektricheskuiu set'. Ni zapisok, ni skhem - nikakikh ob'iasnenii. V chem iskusstvo i sostoit - iskusstvo ottsa, iskusstvo Keti: velichestvennyi perekhod v oblast' chistoi, vseob'emliushchei Tainy. Ne nado putat', podumal on, absoliutnoe zlo s neschastlivym detstvom. Uznat' - znachit razocharovat'sia. Poniat' - znachit byt' predannym. Vse zhalkie <> i <>, vse nizmennye motivy, vse abstsessy dushi, vse otvratitel'nye melkie urodstva lichnosti i istorii - ne bolee chem rekvizit, kotoryi ty priachesh' do samogo kontsa Pust' publika zavyvaet vo t'me, potriasaet kulakami, pust' odni krichat - Kak? , drugie - Pochemu?
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life
suicide
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Tim O'Brien |
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"At what point," he asked, "does one decide on rafters and a rope? Answer: no points to be had. There is merely what happened, what is now happening and what will one day happen. Do we choose sleep? Hell no and bullshit - we fall. We give ourselves over to possibility, to whim and fancy, to the bed, the pillow, the tiny white tablet. And these choose for us. Gravity has a hand. Bear in mind trapdoors. We fall in love, yes? Tumble, in fact. Is it choice? Enough said."
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love
possibility
sleep
suicide
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Tim O'Brien |
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Nichto ne uzhasaet menia sil'nee, chem mysl' o tom, chto kogda-nibud' ia utrachu sposobnost' sebia ubit'.
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psychology
suicide
депрессия
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Andrew Solomon |
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Esli ia reshu pokonchit' s soboi, psikhologicheski mne ne nado budet daleko khodit', potomu chto umom i serdtsem ia bolee gotov k etomu, chem k nezaplanirovannym povsednevnym perturbatsiiam, otmechaiushchim soboiu kazhdoe utro i kazhdyi polden'.
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psychology
suicide
депрессия
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Andrew Solomon |
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How much can you really trust the promise of a suicidal farther?
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promise
sad
suicide
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Ruth Ozeki |
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Even in my blackest depressions, I never regretted having been born. It is true that I had wanted to die, but that is peculiarly different from regretting having been born.
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mental-illness
suicidal-thoughts
suicide
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Kay Redfield Jamison |
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"I do want something more. I'm not content to be happy, that's not what I'm cut out to be, not what fate intended for me. I'm destined to be the very opposite. I had more than my fair share of unhappiness but my unhappiness was stupid, barren... Because if I wanted to die, and I did, I ought not to have been so afraid of death. The unhappiness I'm in need of and longing for is different. It's of a kind that will make me hunger for suffering and lust for death. That's the sort of unhappiness, or happiness, I am waiting for.
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happyness
inspirational
motivation
self-improvement
suffering
suicide
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Hermann Hesse |