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"A psychiatrist is the God of our age. But they cost money."
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"We're all suicides. The tragedy is every day that we don't die."
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"One either cares what others think about him, or cares what others think he thinks about them. If you want to find someone who doesn't care in the slightest what anyone thinks, try a lunatic asylum."
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"There are always people who find their lives have become so unsupportable they believe the best thing they could do would be to hasten their transition to another plane of existence.""They kill themselves, you mean?" said Bod. He was about eight years old, wide-eyed and inquisitive, and he was not stupid."Indeed.""Does it work? Are they happier dead?""Sometimes. Mostly, no. It's like the people who believe they'll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but who learn it doesn't work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean."
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"It is horrible being all alone."
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"People with OCD including myself, realize that their seemingly uncontrollable behavior is irrational, but they feel unable to stop it."
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"Being bored is the price we pay for not being insane."
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"To increase the chances of a writer trying to kill themselves, cut off their hands."
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"Seriously, why aren't you on drugs?" Cath walked past her out of the room."Are you a licensed psychiatrist? Or do you just play one on TV?""I'm on drugs," Reagan said. "They're a beautiful thing."
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"You think you're losing your mind, but do keep in mind, as long as you may, that the ability to go on thinking such a thing means it's not all gone."
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"She was not suicidal; that is what people never managed to grasp. Cutting relieved the pressure and stood as some enduring demonstration of her emotion, some way to be in control of a body that could toss her about with seizures. It was borderline artistic to mark her body, chiaroscuro designs in blood. Dying is the last thing she would want, like any healthy organism. A little pain, a small invoked sting trailing her arm, brought her much closer to grounded when she could not keep her head from racing, her thoughts from consuming her with obsession. An ounce of liquid weight loss and she could go back to being herself again. Usually."
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"Widow. The word consumes itself."
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"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again."
Hope
"I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am."
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"The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it."
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"Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing."
Writing
"Is there no way out of the mind?"
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"I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket."
Adventure
"I must be lean & write & make worlds beside this to live in."
Creativity
"Apparently, the most difficult feat for a Cambridge male is to accept a woman not merely as feeling, not merely as thinking, but as managing a complex, vital interweaving of both."
Relationship
"All the gods know is destinations."
Destiny
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