Martin Amis Quotes

He had known several men who blew their heads off, and he had pondered it much. It seemed to him it was probably because they could not take enough happiness just from the sky and the moon to carry them over the low feelings that came to all men.

"Lay the knife at the tips of your fingers," Rob commanded. "So close youcan feel the blade against your skins. Then cut the shadow away." Jared had been silent in her head. Now Kami turned her mind to his and let his thoughts and feelings flow through her. Kami, please, please wait just another moment, Jared begged, I'll save you, and later I'll be better, I'll do anything you want, be anything you want me to be. Please don't do it.

There have been times when I have deliberately tried to take my life... I think I must have been crying for some attention.

When you commit your life to something and it doesn't work out, it is a tough place to be. Suicide can be the spiritual reprieve of a faithless person. I knew I could always just end it, and there was solace in that.

she committed suicide by putting her extremities down the garbage disposal-first one arm and then, kind of miraculously if you think about it, the other arm.

I am so sorry. I wish you knew even one tenth of one percent of how sorry I am. ...It was my fault. Can I kill myself here, or should I do it outside, so the mess on your carpet doesn't upset your mother?

Suicide to them is an act of selfishness. Someone who is truly selfless does not think of himself often enough to desire death.

July 24, 6:03 A.M. The laundry was warm and the rafters were firm, and Michael Holzapfel jumped from the chair as if it were a cliff... Michael Holzapfel knew what he was doing. He killed himself for wanting to live.

I'll put a bullet through my own brain. Let alone wait for stark to do it. Your sister will drive me to it, Howard. No offense.

The private terror of the liberal spirit is invariably suicide, not murder.

How many people have wanted to kill themselves, and have been content with tearing up their photograph!

Most self-laceration is more noisy than painful.

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.

Suicides are timid murderers. Masochism instead of Sadism.

A difference in self loathing? Please. The only difference between a gun and a rope is the time it takes to tie the knot.

Voices in the darkness scream away my mental health, can I ask a question to help me save me from myself?

Each way to suicide is its own: intensely private, unknowable, and terrible. Suicide will have seemed to its perpetrator the last and best of bad possibilities, and any attempt by the living to chart this final terrain of life can be only a sketch, maddeningly incomplete

I realize now I didn't really want to die. I just wanted to stop the hurt and pain.

I think my music's more disturbing than Tupac's - or at least I thought some of the themes of 'The Downward Spiral' were more disturbing on a deeper level - you know, issues about suicide and hating yourself and God and people and everything else.

I have a suicide impulse.

No one ever lacks a good reason for suicide.

The destructive character lives from the feeling, not that life is worth living, but that suicide is not worth the trouble.

I always wished I had died, and I still wish that, because I could have gotten the whole thing over with.

The counterpart of the suicide is the seeker; but the difference between them is slight.

It got to a point where I didn't care if I lived or I died.