We All Move Uneasily Within Our Restraints.

Anyone Who Suggests That Coming Back From Suicidal Despair Is A Straightforward Journey Has Never Taken It.

An Ardent Temperament Makes One Very Vulnerable To Dreamkillers.

I Am By Temperament An Optimist, And I Thought From The Beginning That There Was Much To Be Written About Suicide That Was Strangely Heartening.

There Is An Assumption, In Attaching Puritan Concepts Such As 'successful' And 'unsuccessful' To The Awful, Final Act Of Suicide, That Those Who 'fail' At Killing Themselves Not Only Are Weak, But Incompetent, Incapable Even Of Getting Their Dying Quite Right.

One Is What One Is, And The Dishonesty Of Hiding Behind A Degree, Or A Title, Or Any Manner And Collection Of Words, Is Still Exactly That: Dishonest.