Quotes About Self-destruction

I was addicted to amphetamines at the time I got busted, but I tend to think I was on a determined, self-destruct course that had little to do with the effect of Benzedrine.

I had seen my becoming a vampire in two lights: The first light was simply enchantment... But the other light was my wish for self-destruction.

Avevo concepito la mia trasformazione in vampiro sotto due luci diverse. Da una parte si trattava semplicemente di una malia: Lestat mi aveva sopraffatto sul letto di morte. Ma dall'altra c'era la voglia di autodistruggermi, di dannarmi completamente. Questa era la porta aperta per cui era entrato Lestat.

After all the throwing up, I would starve myself. Which meant eating lettuce and water for two and a half months. I almost lost my life.

A recently interviewed geologist and abduction experiencer wrote me that his experiences have taught him that "We are a runaway species bent on self-destruction, because we (collectively) are unwilling to impose self controls to stop our growth and to plan for our future with forethought and higher purpose" (Bruce Cornet, letter to the author, December 1994).

The most important one was the belief, which went back to Lenin, that capitalists would never be able to cooperate with one another for very long. Their inherent greediness—the irresistible urge to place profits above politics—would sooner or later prevail, leaving communists with the need only for patience as they awaited their adversaries' self-destruction.

It wasn't overwhelmingly catastrophic he killed himself. Most people who mess about with heroin, they lose their souls way earlier, it's just waiting for the body to keel over.

If one looks with a cold eye at the mess man has made of history, it is difficult to avoid the conclusion that he has been afflicted by some built-in mental disorder which drives him towards self-destruction.

El éxito profesional sin éxito emocional no es éxito y sí, autodestrucción…

Any beings who would destroy another WORLD always destroy themselves first.

Music is the brandy of the damned.

I'd been hurt, and in response I had acted violently, destroying a little of myself each time I did so.

The last time I took drugs, I probably took more than anybody could survive.

Evil turns upon itself.

Drink accomplished what God did not. It also served to kill me; to kill. I acquired that drinker's face before I drank.

Ne mettrez-vous pas fin à sauvage cri, Ce fauve hurlement des bêtes qu'on abat ? Jusqu'à quand, insensé, meurtrissant et meurtri, Dévoreras-tu ta propre substance ?… … Comme un père hébété égorge son enfant, Et prie, ô l'imbécile !

Well, love is insanity. The ancient Greeks knew that. It is the taking over of a rational and lucid mind by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself, you have no power over yourself, you can't even think straight.

You know, it's a funny thing. You can smoke yourself to death, drink yourself to death, work yourself to death, and even eat yourself to death. But that's all acceptable. The only thing you can't do medically is screw yourself to death, and yet that's where they put all the obstacles.

I'd been the culinary equivalent of the Flying Dutchman too long, living a half-life with no future in mind, just oozing from sensation to sensation. I was a disgrace, a disappointment to friends and family and myself – and the drugs and the booze no longer chased that disappointment away.

But I was stuck in my Groundhog year, waking up every morning to the same gray reality of copping to feel right. I went on another horrible heroin run with Kim and stopped being productive. I was withering away, mentally, spiritually, physically, creatively—everything was fading out. Sometimes doing heroin was nice and dreamy and euphoric and carefree, almost romantic-feeling. In reality, I was dying and couldn't quite see that from being so deep in my own forest.

Baz? bilinçler vard?r ki, basit bir çeliÅŸki yüzünden kendilerini öldürebilirler ve bunun için de deli, saptanm?? ve kataloÄŸa girmiÅŸ bir deli olmak gerekmez; tersine, saÄŸl?kl? olmak ve akl? kendi taraf?nda bulundurmak yeterlidir.

The fateful question for the human species seems to me to be whether and to what extent their cultural development will succeed in mastering the disturbance of their communal life by the human instinct of aggression and self-destruction.

Mit Sicherheit weiß ich nur das eine, daß die Werturteile der Menschen unbedingt von ihren Glückswünschen geleitet werden, also ein Versuch sind, ihre Illusionen mit Argumenten zu stützen. Die Schicksalsfrage der Menschenart scheint mir zu sein, ob und in welchem Maße es ihrer Kulturentwicklung gelingen wird, der Störung des Zusammenlebens durch den menschlichen Aggressions- und Selbstvernichtungstrieb Herr zu werden.

maybe we destroy our own lives