Rose Wilder Lane Quotes

I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.

Nowadays, suicide is just a way of disappearing. It is carried out timidly, quietly, and falls flat. It is no longer an action, only a submission.

What I really felt like, though, was committing suicide. I felt like jumping out the window. I probably would've done it, too, if I'd been sure somebody'd cover me up as soon as I landed. I didn't want a bunch of stupid rubbernecks looking at me when I was all gory.

It was my last act of love (first words to her mother in the hospital after her first major suicide attempt)

A man who is willing to commit suicide has the initiative.

Suicide is the only way out.

I am not even alive enough to know how to kill myself

Suicide - when I think of it, to me it means someone had a lot of problems and they couldn't fight through them anymore. That's not cowardly. It's sad and nothing but.

I would feel real trapped in this life if I didn't know I could commit suicide at any time.

There is only one prospect worse than being chained to an intolerable existence: The nightmare of a botched attempt to end it.

After my best friend jumped off the bridge, I knew that I was next. So-Paris. With forty dollars and a one-way ticket.

Although one is not inclined to be timid or nervous, it is nevertheless a trifle depressing to receive letters full of expostulation and entreaty: 'If you are determined to commit suicide, why not come home and do so in a quiet lady-like manner?'

Suicide: Don't knock it if you ain't tried it.

Next week, or next month, or next year I will kill myself. But I might as well last out my month's rent, which has been paid up.

Stuff up the cracks, turn on the gas, I'm gonna take my life.

I don't persuade to suicide.

One said of suicide, As long as one has brains one should not blow them out. And another answered, But when one has ceased to have them, too often one cannot.

Please believe that I do this because I am convinced that my illness cannot be helped for any length of time and I cannot bear to be a burden on anyone any longer.

Act on your impulse, swallow the bottle, cut a little deeper, put the gun to your chest.

He killed himself for wanting to live.

As the situation developed, the futility of attempting suicide in the middle of a hospital became apparent.

Don't untie me," she said, "no matter what happens or how much I plead. I'll want to go straight over the edge and drown myself." "Are you trying to tempt me?" "Ha-ha.

Would you carry a razor, in case, just in case of depression?

Forgive me. I can no longer live with my nerves.

I contemplated suicide. My main concern was that I would not make the New York Times obituary page.