Death And Depression Quotes Novels & Stories

"Yes, Perer. If you would mind telling me, please do." "Today, I thought about my depression and how it has been eating me slowly. Do you know what depression is?" "Yes I do," the therapist replied. "Well," I continued. "My depression has been feeding on me slowly. It has taken total control of my body and it is washing me away. Today, I heard the sound of the drum in my bedroom. The sound was not sharp neither was it clear. It was just there. It was from the sound of the drum that I learnt how long it takes for someone to die before he realize he is dead."

I couldn't live with myself. People say suicide is selfish. Please don't think that it is. Because it really isn't. I've fought so much I've decided to give up. This isn't just for me. It's for everyone. It's better this way. Please don't mourn me. It's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault. Don't cry over me. Don't go into a depressive state, either. Just be happy. I'll always be in your heart. That's understandable. But I can't be the only thing you think about.

Betsy waited outside the operating room looking anxious. "You still care about him, don’t you?" I asked her quietly. "Who says I do?" she snapped. "I'm just worried that if he dies, what will happen to our business?" It made sense! I nodded quickly. If he died at our guesthouse, there was no way we could keep running it. Seeing her hard exterior, I sighed. "I don't know where you got your information, but there's no truth to it,” Julius said to his mother.

“You mean the same Jace who’s obsessed with you? Yeah, sure. That makes sense.” I scoff, but before I can argue, he tilts his head, watching me with something close to amusement. Then, with perfect fucking timing, he quotes me. “‘Death is amazing. Until you’ve touched it, you have no idea how free it can be.’” My entire body stiffens. I pull back, staring at him as he grins. But he’s not done. “‘Death doesn’t scare me, Jace. And when someone doesn’t fear death, they have nothing to live for.’”

“Come on, just a sip.” “Oh…no.” I insist. “Yeah…I want to… feel this ‘feeling’ sober. I guess you could say that.” I finish as I gesture at the gravestones around us. “Nothing gets people recognising their mortality like the dead and dying.” He utters before taking a swig. “So, how do you deal with this?” “‘This’ as in existential depression?” “No!” I chuckle slightly. Have we ever had such a light conversation before? It feels good.

I did not want to die, that much I am certain of but this was an unwinnable situation that I have managed to find myself in, I have tried everything both humanly and inhumanly possible to deny the inevitable but it all seemed to be in vain. I walked upsairs heading towards my room as usual. As usual I thought about what could go wrong tonight. Nothing had gone right so far and the fact that my birthday party which was today happened and seemed to have lost its meaning in relation to me at this point despite thinking that if Beatrice somehow told people about it that it might help make me feel more festive but all it just ended up doing was makingw realize how much I would lose when I die and

"So why show yourself now? Why come back to visit my brother's grave?" Jeremy sighed softly, his tone unusually calm. "I knew it. I knew this whole thing was a trap. "But a few days ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. I don't have long left anyway. At this point, death doesn't scare me anymore. "I just thought... before I die, seeing Jason one more time would make it worthwhile." He paused, then looked up at me. "By the way, what exactly were Jason's final words before he jumped?" There was genuine curiosity mixed into his voice. Clearly, that was one of the reasons he had come.

DAMSON •Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. •We are reminded how short life really is, and how we are just passing through. •What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. The seconds were turning into minutes, the minutes into hours and the hours into days. He groaned as he lifted himself from the chair he had previously been sitting on to make himself a cup of tea. He has been trying to come up with some quotes for his tribute but they all sounded shallow to him. He was running out of time and he still couldn't come up with anything. His eyebags were enough indication that he was not getting enough sleep and it was showing in his level of productivity.

“Once you have been tortured, you can never belong in this world. There is no place that ever be your home." -QuotesLyfe Every morning comes up with new hope, but for some people hope is nothing but a mere word. There is quote - Nothing is permanent. Good days will always come after bad days. But May be this is just a quote because in her life she don't think there is any good day waiting for her. Next Morning: Steve POV:

When the priest is finally done speaking, people take turns talking about their time with the deceased. Daniel stands before the room and clears his throat preparing to speak. “In the sorrow of death is the proof of love, if the bonds that exist beyond our reality. Mourn not the passing of a life well spent, yet celebrate. Count the times your souls smiled together, reached out so invisibly yet tangible and touched. Death is only the end of a chapter, my friends. And so, as these bodies ready to return to the soil, may their spirits watch over us and live in our hearts,” Daniel says in a chocked-up voice.