Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out. It's just a little while, and then it burns away... Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.

I can never drive my car over a bridge without thinking of suicide. I can never look at a lake or an ocean without thinking of suicide.

With me, my main vision for life was to avoid as many people as possible. The less people I saw the better I felt.

I wasn’t going anywhere and neither was the rest of the world. We were all just hanging around waiting to die and meanwhile doing little things to fill the space. Some of use weren’t even doing little things. We were vegetables.

I'm going, she said. I love you but you're crazy, you're doomed.

One more drink and you're dead. This is no way to talk to a suicide head.

Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same.