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Yann Martel

"Despair was a heavy blackness that let no light in or out. It was a hell beyond expression."

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"Despair was a heavy blackness that let no light in or out. It was a hell beyond expression."

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"I pull my lower lip all the way in between my teeth. If I try hard enough, maybe I can gobble my whole self this way.... I didn't try hard enough to swallow myself."

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"Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die."

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"So where do you go? Back to the bottle And back to a tiny room somewhere. And wait. And wait, and wait. That's all."

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"Despair is a form of certainty, certainty that the future will be a lot like the present or will decline from it."

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"I was dying. And I had never been enough for anything."

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"Those who commit suicide, pensive, lonely, philosophers, are awake in life, which is a serious crime. In life everybody must be asleep."

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"I felt so weak and unhappy that I buried my face in the ground: I could not bear the strain of seeing around me the things of the earth. I felt convinced that every movement and every thought was forced, and that one had to be on one's guard against them."

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Amber Hurdle

"The look of disbelief that ran across the boy's face was somehow more disturbing than the despair it had replaced. This creature had given up hope long ago, he probably begged out of habit rather than expectation."

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Amber Hurdle

"You have not wept at all! I see a white cheek and a faded eye, but no trace of tears. I suppose then, your heart has been weeping blood?"

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"Probably one or two moments in your whole life you will hear a dark whispering spirit, a voice coming from the center of things. It will have blades for lips and will not stop until it speaks the one secret thing at the heart of it all. Kneeling on the floor, unable to stop shuddering, I heard it plainly. It said, You are unlovable..."

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