“ Self-pity is spiritual suicide. It is an indefensible self-mutilation of the soul. Anthon St. Maarten
“ Why’d you want to kill yourself? Didn’t you feel anything, or didn’t it hurt you? Mandy questioned, looking puzzled. Yes, I suppose it did, … it was strange, it was sharp, that’s all I can think of to… Rebecca McNutt
“ That's when I wanted to cut. I cut to quiet the cacophony. I cut to end this abstracted agony, to reel my selves back to one present and physical whole, whose blood was the proof of her tangibility. Caroline Kettlewell
“ I will no longer mutilate and destroy myself in order to find a secret behind the ruins. Hermann Hesse
“ The scabs feel like I have a message on my arm. Something that needs to be read, urgently, by someone. It was only years later that I realized the person I had written that message to- the person who… Caitlin Moran
“ I tried cutting myself to express my heartbreak over Tommy (Lord Flood) rejecting me, but OMFG it hurts like flaming fuck. Christopher Moore
“ If a heart could fail in its pumping, a lung in its breathing, then why not a brain in its thinking, rendering the world forever askew, like a television with bad reception? And couldn't a brain fail… Caroline Kettlewell
“ If I could open a vein. Not to inject any shit, I will never weaken like that again, but just to feel the kick of it, the old memory. So this numbness lifts. So I could get back there easier. Joyce Carol Oates
“ I am not "cured"--I know I never will be. I will always crave that pain to keep me centered. I will always be just a little astounded when I get through a crisis without putting a blade to my flesh. J. Kenner
“ If I can’t quite figure out what an ego is, all I have to do is look for the thing that’s killing itself in the very act of feeding itself. Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ Male domination, and the low and stigmatised status of women, cause teenage girls to engage in punishment of their bodies through eating disorders and self-mutilation. There is increasing evidence tha… Sheila Jeffreys
“ I didn't respond to him. Couldn't speak at all. Couldn't look at his self-mutilation--not even the clean, bandaged version of it. Instead, I looked at my own rough, stained house painter's hand. They… Wally Lamb
