Thomas Ligotti Quotes

Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all.

How do you know yer alive if you don't hurt?

Tragedy is one of the larger prices we pay for being alive. No one ever sidesteps tragedy. It is always there, shadowing us.

In the country of pain we are each alone.

I really wanted to die at certain periods in my life.

Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.

I think quite often a fate worse than death is life, for lots of people.

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life.

It hurts, it hurts... Im dying, I'm dying.

Oh eyes, no eyes, but fountains fraught with tears; O life, no life, but lively form of death; Oh world, no world, but mass of public wrongs.

Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life.

To me, death is dark, pain, grief.

I speak of a clinical depression that is the background of your entire life, a background of anguish and anxiety, a sense that nothing goes well, that pleasure is unavailable and all your strategies collapse.

Don't look forward to the day you stop suffering, because when it comes you'll know you're dead.

What you should worry about is how you suffer here on this planet. You do not worry about suffering after you make the exit.

That's the worst health condition you can have, not being alive.

I feel hurt and pain times a million, all the time.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something important about it: Pain is for the living. Only the dead don't feel it.

When I'm in pain and grief and despair, my throat is clenched and my heart hurts.

Anything dead coming back to life hurts.

When we exist, death is not yet present, and when death is present, then we do not exist.

Oh lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!

All beings tremble before violence. All love life. All fear death. See yourself in others. Then whom can you hurt? What harm can you do?