Pull yourself out of the dirt, dust yourself off, and get back on the horse and ride towards the sunset.

What is the charm in dying when we fully well know that we are not going to get another chance at living?

You need to spend time crawling alone through shadows to truly appreciate what it is to stand in the sun.

Oblige me by taking away that knife. I can't look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman history.

I went down to the river,I set down on the bank.I tried to think but couldn't,So I jumped in and sank.

Keep your problems to yourself, if its too much for you, kill it slowly till it disappears from your life.

She felt worthless and hollow. There was no hope of fixing this.And when hope is gone, time is punishment.

Eleanor had never thought about killing herself – ever – but she thought a lot about stopping.

I don't want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. Find yourself a better friend.

What's the big fucking deal? Lots of amazing people have committed suicide, and they turned out alright.

Death is easy. To live is the most painful thing I could imagine and im weak and no longer willing to fight.

Let me ask you this: How many days do you have left, if any, in the life you promised for yourself yesterday?

I bought salvation from a man on the street. He said, "Go down to the beach and let the waves wash your feet.

In a world where everyone struggles to survive whatever the cost, how could one judge those who decide to die?

Suicide is an attack on society--an attack on its omnipotence, on its denial of death, and on its own despair.