Lord Byron Quotes

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.

Actually, it was only part of myself I wanted to kill: the part that wanted to kill herself, that dragged me into the suicide debate and made every window, kitchen implement, and subway station a rehearsal for tragedy.

I love hearing my relations abused. It is the only thing that makes me put up with them at all.

I want to kill myself, to escape from responsiblity, to crawl abjectly back into the womb.

That's what happens if you don't address the darkness in you. You become repressed and depressed and suicidal.

I'm not glorifying it at all, I'm just basically telling you that sometimes I have suicidal thoughts. And maybe I should seek help, or maybe it's not that deep.

People respond differently to people who are grieving. They reach out. But depression is so very isolating. It's hard to explain to anyone who has never been depressed how isolating it is. Grief comes and goes, but depression is unremitting.

I have friends who've tried suicide many times and haven't succeeded. I myself made an attempt, so I had a connection with that sort of group of people who have tried suicide at one time in their lives.

If I were sufficiently romantic I suppose I'd have killed myself long ago just to make people talk about me. I haven't even got the conviction to make a successful drunkard.

I still get awful depression. It's who I am.

I kind of like being depressed.

Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

Suicide is not a remedy.

Depression is rage spread thin.

So many people have really wanted to die. They seem ashamed to say so. I think it would help if they would say so.

I'm somewhat depressive.

The anxiety phase of my first depression lasted six months. It was incredibly paralyzing.

I haven't spoken to my mother-in-law for eighteen months-I don't like to interrupt her.

I can't get my wrists to bleed, just don't know why suicide appeals to me.

I couldn't commit suicide if my life depended on it.

I'm glad that I never ended up killing myself, though I came close more times than I would like to admit.

She upset Billy simply by being his mother. She made him feel embarrassed and ungrateful and weak because she had gone to so much trouble to give him life, and to keep that life going, and Billy didn't really like life at all.

I told my mother-in-law my house is your house. So she sold it.

[I] have fantasies of killing myself and thus being the powerful one not the powerless one.