Sarah Kane Quotes

I am the beast at the end of the rope.

You get mixed messages because I have mixed feelings.

Here I am and there is my body dancing on glass In accident time where there are no accidents You have no choice the choice comes after

Body and soul can never be married
I need to become who I already am and will bellow forever at this incongruity which has committed me to hell

Only love can save me and love has destroyed me.

We made love, and then she threw up.

And the rats eat my face. So what.

I am much fucking angrier than you think.

I've faked orgasms before, but this is the first time I've faked not having an orgasm.

I sing without hope on the boundary

M The heat is going out of me.
C The heart is going out of me.
B I feel nothing, nothing.
I feel nothing.

Drowning in a sea of logic
this monstrous state of palsy

Hatch opens
Stark light
the rupture begins

If there is a God, I'd like to look him in the face knowing I'd died as I lived. In conscious sin.

Your hair is an act of God.

There's not a drug on earth can make life meaningful

I dreamt I went to the doctor's and she gave me eight minutes to live-I'd been sitting in the fucking waiting room half an hour.

Long before I had the chance to adore all of you, I adored the bits of you I could see.

I have no interest in trying to manipulate people's emotions or opinions.

No boy is worth crying over, and the one who is won't make you cry.

A fourteen year old to steal my virginity on the moor and rape me till I come.

To create something beautiful about despair or out of a feeling of despair is for me the most hopeful life affirming thing a person can do

I'm simply trying to tell the truth about human behaviour as I see it.

I am an emotional plagiarist, stealing other people's pain, subsuming it into my own until I can't remember whose it is any more.

The only thing that's permanent is destruction
we're all going to disappear
trying to leave a mark more permanent that myself.

A room of expressionless faces staring blankly at my pain, so devoid of meaning there must be evil intent.

I feel like I'm eighty years old. I'm tired of life and my mind wants to die.

They will love me for that which destroys me.

PHAEDRE: You're in pain. I adore you.

I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.

I know. I'm angry because I understand, not because I don't.

No one can hate me more than I hate myself.

If I could be free of you without having to lose you.

I'm not a brand name, I'm a person.

I don't have music, Christ I wish I had music but all I have is words.

Comedy is easy. First, people have to fall down. Next, include someone a little hefty. It's a hoot.

Sanity is found at the centre of convulsion, where madness is scorched
from the bisected soul.

At home I'm clean. Like it never happened. Tell them you saw me. Tell them ... you saw me.

I feel your pain but I cannot hold your life in my hands.

You can only kill yourself if you're not already dead.

I hope you never understand, because I like you. I like you, I like you.

But I am not here and never have been.

And tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me ...

Once you have perceived that life is very cruel, the only response is to live with as much humanity, humour and freedom as you can.

Your disbelief cures nothing.

Of course I loved you, you saved my life. I wish you hadn't I wish you hadn't I wish you'd left me alone.

I am jealous of my sleeping lover and cover his induced
unconsciousness.

Death is my lover and he wants to move in.

I love you still,
Against my will.

When depression visits
I shall hang myself
to the sound of my lover's breathing

Sleep with a dog and rise full of fleas.

The chicken's still dancing
the chicken won't stop

What I sometimes mistake for ecstasy is simply the absence of grief.

I cannot touch my essential self.

As a child I liked to piss on the carpet.
The carpet rotted and I blamed it on the dog.

Embrace beautiful lies - the chronic insanity of the sane

You know, most good playwrights write seven good plays and then something happens and after that they're crap.

No one survives life.

If you died it would be like my bones had been removed. No one would know why, but I would collapse.

- I used to love you.
- What's changed?
- You.
- No. Now you see me. That's all.

It is myself I have never met whose face is pasted on the underside of my mind

I'm tired of my life and my mind wants to die.

There is an objective reality in which my body and mind are one. But I am not here and never have been.