If Christ can die in a barn, I think the death of a human in a van is not so bad.

I'd find it demeaning to be cleaning toilets.

My ultimate aim is to make euthanasia a positive experience.

I don't persuade to suicide.

It's the boredom that kills you. You read until you're tired of that. You do crossword puzzles until you're tired of that. This is torture. This is mental torture.

I hate to say this, but I'll repeat it: After death, all we know that you do is stink.

She made the decision that her existence had lost its meaning. And you cannot judge that.