Death And Depression Quotes Novels & Stories

They say anything sharp, heavy or fast things can kill you aside from having an illness or being sick. but what if you don't have all the description but rather the feelings you have...Trauma, depression and anxiety that when it will mix all means creating a poison that will easily kill you within. I am looking right now at these couples with sadness on their faces and tears in their eyes. I can feel the mother's pain while explaining what happen to Millie. "W-What are we doing here Ma'am?"

Oh shit! I'm dead. So very dead.

I can’t save him as like I can’t save you mom. Today I lost a greatest mom and a loving brother. I’m sorry to say mom but you both were too selfish. You both didn’t think for us. You both didn’t think that what will we do after you. Dad and I are too broken. You both broke us. Mom everyone says that death is unknown to them. But I know mom what death is. Death is like when I don’t listen you calling me beside my bed to wake me up. Death is like when I can’t love you. Death is like when I don’t see you in my home. Death is like when I don’t see Joe playing and teasing me. I know how death looks like. I know mom.

"I miss him, I don't know what to do, it's as if there is no reason for my existence. I just want to be with him." It broke my heart that she was feeling this way and I didn't know what to do that would help her. Her thinking of dying is certainly not the answer, I understand that she might be feeling depressed but we are here for her and she could always see a therapist or just someone to talk to and I'm here for her.

"Please, have a seat. I’ll prepare something for you to eat." Lennox didn’t reply. When the woman guided us to a seating area, I quietly followed. Liza left us, but my eyes remained fixed on the children. "People who commit suicide are puzzling. Others face overwhelming problems but still choose to fight," I said, unsure if I was talking to the air, myself, or Lennox. "Depression is a killer, sweetheart. When someone is emotionally fragile, that often becomes the option they turn to," Lennox replied. "I wish he had thought of the kids. They’re so pitiful. They looked well-off, but it turns out they’re buried in debt. His wife seems young. How old could he have been when he had kids? They loo

I began to explain myself. I wanted to cry, but I refrained. To cry over our system, which wipes out the innocent and works for the killers. What kind of life was that? What kind of world? "Will you tell me why you did this?" I got even angrier. "I DON'T HAVE TO GIVE YOU ANY EXPLANATIONS! I HATE YOU, YOU ARE SUCH A GARBAGE." I started shouting. "Please don't shout so much, we're in the center of Rome."

He was just too good, had a pure soul. There was this saying "You won't know what you've got, untill you'll loose it." And I felt I should just die along with him, I couldn't bare the pain. I wanted to go with him, I should've been the one dead instead of him. He was fucking too young to die. He hadn't even enjoyed life. He fucking came into this world to die at a very young age. End of flashback

Yet as I stood there, given my state of mind, I could not think of anything else but just the though of flying. I closed my eyes and felt the breeze and the warmth of the sun beneath my face. It was relaxing. I wanted to feel that peace forever. I didn't know how long I was standing still. I just wanted to feel the most alive for the last time, savor every bits of earth until I finally say goodbye. There was my favorite quote from Girl Interrupted, it says, "When you don't want to feel, death can seem like a dream. But, seeing death, really seeing it, makes dreaming about it fucking ridiculous."

I want to quote Hazel Grace Lancaster, the main character of the famous book The Fault in Our Stars by John Greene, when she said that "depression is the side effect of dying". Indeed it is. My aunt wasn't literally on the brink of death. But ever since Allen had died, she appeared to be so every day. I want to mention another quote I saw on the internet. It was something about being sad, and it goes, "Suicide doesn't kill people, sadness does".

I turned to them and they just smiled bitterly. ''Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude,'' I said, that quote from Anne Frank was stuck in my mind. That's the truth. We offer flowers to the dead as we felt the regret. While they were alive, we didn't get the chance to appreciate and be grateful for what they did in our life.