It is myself I have never met whose face is pasted on the underside of my mind — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
“Body and soul can never be married I need to become who I already am and will bellow forever at this incongruity… — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
But you have friends. You have a lot of friends. What do you offer your friends to make them so supportave. What… — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
I crave white on white and black, but my thoughts race in glorious technicolour, prodding me awake, whipping away the warm blanket… — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
Please. Don’t switch off my mind by attempting to straighten me out. Listen and understand, and when you feel contempt don’t express… — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
There is an objective reality in which my body and mind are one. But I am not here and never have been. — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
I feel like I’m eighty years old. I’m tired of life and my mind wants to die. — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
“Some will call this self-indulgence (They are lucky not to know its truth) Some will know the simple fact of pain This is becoming… — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
“And when I don’t feel it, it’s pointless. Think about getting up it’s pointless. Think about eating it’s pointless. Think about dressing it’s pointless.… — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
To create something beautiful about despair or out of a feeling of despair is for me the most hopeful life affirming thing a person… — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
“As a child I liked to piss on the carpet. The carpet rotted and I blamed it on the dog.” — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
I have no interest in trying to manipulate people's emotions or opinions. — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
“Long before I had the chance to adore all of you, I adored the bits of you I could see.” — Sarah Kane Copy Share Image
