Cher Quotes

I think my music's more disturbing than Tupac's - or at least I thought some of the themes of 'The Downward Spiral' were more disturbing on a deeper level - you know, issues about suicide and hating yourself and God and people and everything else.

When I was a young girl, I lost a lot of weight over one summer - involuntarily - and was just really depressed and sad. There was nothing I could do to gain weight. I would look in the mirror and call myself disgusting every day.

For years, I hated myself. I covered the mirrors in my house. I literally couldn't have a mirror in my room.

I never hurt anybody; I only hurt myself and my family. I never did anything mean to anybody, I was just mean to myself.

I never abused anybody but myself.

I think I'm really quite horrible to myself in many ways.

Nobody abuses us more than we abuse ourselves.

I'm not a suicidal person at all, but on paper it seems that I am. I think I'm really quite horrible to myself in many ways. You always think it's going to be fine, the body will repair itself. There will be another chance. But I'm 33 now. The body won't keep repairing itself. You know when you can flick a coin and catch it on your elbow, and flick it up and catch it on the back of your head? And then you can't even catch it with two hands any more. You realise something is wrong.

I promote my own self-hatred.

I can't even remember how many times I tried to kill myself.

For a while I was suicidal and I tried to kill myself. I think I should have died about four times.

When I was in my early forties, I slept with a loaded gun under my bed. I'd become severely depressed in my thirties, and for almost a decade I spiraled down into paranoia, rage, self-loathing, and thoughts of suicide.

I've always turned my anger inwards towards self-destruction.

I have a suicide impulse.

There have been times when I have deliberately tried to take my life... I think I must have been crying for some attention.

Don't cut my throat, I may want to do that later myself.

Slow-motion suicide

I'm horribly self-critical.

The causes for my eating disorder ran along the usual lines: depression, an inability to express my rage, a desire to exert control, a desire to feel less, a desire to have my body express the things my voice could not. That, and I had gotten in the habit of believing it was better to take up less space.

I've always been the biggest bully to myself.

I am a self-destructive idiot.

I hate myself, and I want to die

Delia's arms were inscribed with a grid of self- inflicted wounds, an intricate text of self-loathing

My death from the wrists, two name tags, blood worn like a corsage to bloom one on the left and one on the right.

By what aberration has suicide, the only truly normal action, become the attribute of the flawed?