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    I really wanted to die at certain periods in my life. Death was like love, a romantic escape. I took pills because I didn't want to throw myself off my balcony and know people would photograph me lying dead below.

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Hell is paved with good Samaritans.

Hell is paved with good Samaritans.

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It's not that I'm afraid to die, I just don't want to be there when it happens.

It's not that I'm afraid to die, I just don't want to be there when it happens.

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Knowledge by suffering entereth, And life is perfected by death.

Knowledge by suffering entereth, And life is perfected by death.

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Nothing you can lose by dying is half as precious as the readiness to die, which is man's charter of read more

Nothing you can lose by dying is half as precious as the readiness to die, which is man's charter of nobility.

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Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.

Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.

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The effect of having other interests beyond those domestic works well. The more one does and sees and feels, the read more

The effect of having other interests beyond those domestic works well. The more one does and sees and feels, the more one is able to do, and the more genuine may be one's appreciation of fundamental things like home, and love, and understanding companionship.

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Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, read more

Death does not concern us, because as long as we exist, death is not here. And when it does come, we no longer exist.

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The worst of all diseases is a nervous ability.

The worst of all diseases is a nervous ability.

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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

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