“And the thought of that makes me want to open a vein, experience pain, know I'm alive, despite this living death.”
“I want to feel all there is to feel, he thought. Let me feel tired, now, let me feel tired. I mustn't forget, I'm alive, I know I'm alive, I mustn't forget it tonight or tomorrow or the day after that.”
“With Me, I want the Bank of America to know that I'm fucking alive.”
“Crying makes me know I'm still real and still alive.”
“Fuck me. If I'm to die tonight, I want to know I'm alive for one last time.”
“One wants to live, of course, indeed one only stays alive by virtue of the fear of death, but I think, as I thought then, that it is better to die violently and not too old.”