Browsing Quotes With Tag: suicide (5)
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When you get yourself in that place, the place I was in on New Year’s Eve, you think people who aren’t up on the roof are a million miles away, all the way across the ocean, but they’re not. There is no ocean. Pretty much all of them are on dry land, in touching distance. I’m not trying to say that’s how close happiness is, if we could only see it, or some bullshit like that. I’m not telling you that suicidal people aren’t so far away from people who can get by; I’m telling you that people who get by aren’t so far away from being suicidal. Maybe I shouldn’t find that as comforting as I do.
Speaker: Nick HornbyPosted: 20 Aug 2008 at 9:05 AMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
What I owned up to was this: I had wanted to kill myself, not because I hated living, but because I loved it. And the truth of the matter is, I think, that a lot of people who think about killing themselves feel the same way – I think that’s how Maureen and Jess and Martin feel. They love life, but it’s all fucked up for them, and that’s why I met them, and that’s why we’re all still around. We were up on the roof because we couldn’t find a way back into life, and being shut out of it like that… It just fucking destroys you, man. So it’s like an act of despair, not an act of nihilism. It’s a mercy killing, not a murder.
Speaker: Nick HornbyPosted: 20 Aug 2008 at 9:01 AMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
That seemed about right to me, ten minutes an hour. It was probably about right for the program, because he was a detective, and it was more important for him and for the viewers that he spent the biggest chunk of his time on solving the murders. But I think even if you’re not in a TV program, then ten minutes an hour is about right for your problems. This David Fawley was unemployed, so there was a fair old chance that he spent sixty minutes an hour thinking about his ex-wife and his children, and when you do that, you’re bound to end up on the roof of Toppers’ House.
Speaker: Nick HornbyPosted: 20 Aug 2008 at 8:59 AMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
“No, I get it,” said Jess.
“Yeah?”
“Course I do. You’re fucked.” She waved an apologetic hand in Maureen’s direction, like a tennis player acknowledging a lucky net cord. “You thought you were going to be someone, but now it’s obvious you’re nobody. You haven’t got as much talent as you thought you had, and there was no Plan B, and you got no skills and no education, and now you’re looking at forty or fifty years of nothing. Less than nothing, probably. That’s pretty heavy. That’s worse than having the brain thing, because what you got now will take a lot longer to kill you. You’ve got the choice of a slow, painful death, or a quick, merciful one.”
She shrugged.
She was right. She got it.Speaker: Nick HornbyPosted: 20 Aug 2008 at 8:55 AMComments: None... Be the first to comment! -
Most people get suicide, I guess; most people, even if it’s hidden deep down inside somewhere, can remember a time in their lives when they thought about whether they really wanted to wake up the next day. Wanting to die seems like it might be a part of being alive.
Speaker: Nick HornbyPosted: 20 Aug 2008 at 8:48 AMComments: None... Be the first to comment!