Quotes About Death And Depression Novels & Stories

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 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.

I know I can do better, she thought sourly. “What’s up with you, Heather? You’ve been acting all gloomy lately. Come on, you should be more upbeat. You’re Heather Langston for God’s sake! You were iconic on campus, and everyone wanted to be like you. You shouldn’t think less of yourself,” Leon cheered presently. He could tell how dejected and unsure she was of herself these days. If this carried on, it would only be a matter of time before she spiraled into depression. Presently, Heather stretched out like a starfish on the bed and mused woefully, “Oh, how meaningless life has become!” She had no qualms about dwelling in sadness, not when she had Leon next to her.

"What do you mean when you say one death will be less awful than the other?" Alexander sighed heavily. "First death will be one where I die without chasing the love I have for you, thus Starving my Soulpearl of his half and the experience that comes with it and like the fishes I die with an empty belly, starved, with no meaning to the life spent, and while the other death is one where I die knowing that I gave my chase its best, ate of my treats until my Soulpearl content and die with a smile and the memories of the life spent with you, just like the fishes who are swept away by the fishermerman's nets and died but with filled stomach and happy memories, in the end, there will be death but o

Death has no regard for anyone, regardless of size, class, religion, or anything else. Death doesn't inform before it shows up at the door of an individual. Death doesn't make friends with anyone. Everybody is going to be dead one day, just give them time. Death is the penalty we all pay for the privilege of life. Death, for all his power, cannot carry water from the river with a sieve. Death, taxes and childbirth! There’s never any convenient time for any of them. A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it

He came closer to me, shrugging my shoulders with his hand, almost making me feel nauseated. I was going to die? Why didn’t I know? I was just leaning on the railing thinking about what if I fall from here because of being too depressed. I’m not that stupid and on top of that my whole body will shiver in that ice-cold water. Oooh. I feel cold at the thought of chilling water. Even if I die, I at least want a good place to be buried. “Look dude,” I tried to calm his angry self. “I was not going to…”

He looked at me a little concerned. "I'm not leaving unless you come with me," I told him and squeezed his hand. He smiled back at me. "I don't know if you remember what happened the first time I visited your home and what I am, um, I'm Death and I'm immortal," I stated firmly and watched an array of emotions cross his eyes. "What does that even mean, you kill people and cannot die," he asked incredulously. I bit my lip and sighed.

“I… I want to die.” Sarah’s expression turned serious as she met the girl’s gaze. She kept her voice steady and warm. “Did something happen?” “Miss Sanders… I feel like I should just die.” Most patients struggling with depression felt that way. But the fact that she was here meant that, somewhere deep inside, there was still a sliver of will to live. The student’s voice was flat, devoid of emotion. “Miss Sanders, do you think that when someone dies, they disappear completely? That all of their struggles are finally over?”

“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.’”

He muttered, "I used to be someone who believed that too. I once vowed to stand tall, pursue greatness, and make my life meaningful. But in the end, fate played a cruel joke on me. Perhaps death is my only destination!" Andrew frowned slightly, realizing Marcus' emotional wounds were deeper than anticipated. He said, "Mr. Chapman, with your wisdom and perspective, surely you understand that life is a cycle of ups and downs. We all have moments of triumph, just as we all face times of despair. But true heroes are those who recognize life's cruelty yet still choose to embrace and love it—don't you think so?"