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I'm a winter girl. I like coming out when things are desolate and everybody's ready to slit their wrists.

Tori Amos

Girl, Winter, Coming Out

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Well, I thought, climbing slowly out of the slit trench, the shells will catch us above ground now. But if you have to go, you have to go. F Company’s in trouble, and we have to help them. We’re in reserve, so we have to go. And if we’re shelled, we’re shelled. There is absolutely nothing we can do about it.

David Kenyon Webster

Climbing, Shells, Helping

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Im such a work in progress at the moment, its crazy, and life wants me on edge, I swear to you. But as long as I dont forget the past, Im cool. One must always be mindful, just like you might forget that old girlfriend who tried to slit your throat, but shes really still hot. If you remember the stitches more than you remember the pussy, youre going to be just fine.

Robert Downey, Jr.

Girlfriend, Crazy, Past

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I have a meanness inside me, real as an organ. Slit me at my belly and it might slide out, meaty and dark, drop on the floor so you could stomp on it.

Gillian Flynn

Real, Dark, Might

Gillian Flynn (2014). “The Complete Gillian Flynn: Gone Girl, Dark Places, Sharp Objects”, p.449, Broadway Books

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Where I come from, we're more about efficiency,' he replies. 'A knife like this'll skewer food, smear butter, and slit throats all at the same time.

Marie Lu

Knives, Efficiency, Throat

Marie Lu (2013). “Champion: A Legend Novel”, p.35, Penguin

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I’m going to make the wildly unfounded assumption that Satara’s dead by your hand and not Tory’s. Now, stay with me on this, Cajun. My father slit my throat and murdered my wife because he thought I’d betrayed him by getting married. Before that, he loved me more than his life and I was his last surviving child. His second in command. Now what do you think he’s going to do to you once he sees her body? I can assure you, it won’t be a fun-filled trip to Chuck E. Cheese. (Urian)

Sherrilyn Kenyon

Children, Fun, Father

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Then I break a glass and I slit my very innermost thigh so that I can pretend that I'm menstru--- well, unavailable.

Emilie Autumn

Glasses, Break, Thighs

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I don't think you should be allowed to eat in a restaurant if you haven't waited tables at least once. It's so irritating when I see people being rude to waiters, like, it makes me want to slit their throats! Like, really? You're really this inconsiderate?

Lizzy Caplan

Thinking, People, Rude

"Biography/ Personal Quotes". www.imdb.com.

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I watched all the Academy screeners and I wanted to slit my wrists. Whether they are good or not good, I don't know why you make Foxcatcher? I don't know why you do it. What is it giving anybody except to have Steve Carell put on a rubber nose?

Rob Cohen

Giving, Rubber, Noses

Source: screenrant.com

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Like all stories of creators who bring life from the dead, his story began with a struggling butcher, who chased a gray cat, caught it, took off its studded collar, and slit its throat.

Salvador Plascencia

Struggle, Cat, Stories

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Singing songs that make you slit your wrists

Gerard Way

Music, Song, Romance

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This [health care reform] cannot pass. What we have to do today is make a covenant, to slit our wrists, be blood brothers on this thing. This will not pass.

Michele Bachmann

Brother, Blood, Today

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His eyes are wild, psychotic slits that bat-dance in your soul looking for good things to crush or bad elements to identify with.

Irvine Welsh

Crush, Eye, Soul

Irvine Welsh (2009). “T2 Trainspotting”, p.117, Random House

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How do you say 'bring me sausage and eggs or I'll slit your throat' in Italian?" "Look it up in the phrase book.

Regina Doman

Book, Italian, Eggs

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Make no mistake, the woman had a heart. She had a bigger one that people would think. There was a lot in it, stored up, high in miles of hidden shelving. Remember that she was the woman with the instrument strapped to her body in the long, moon-slit night.

Markus Zusak

Mistake, Heart, Moon

Markus Zusak (2008). “The Book Thief”, p.536, Random House

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Twenty aspirin, a little slit alongside the veins of the arm, maybe even a bad half hour standing on a roof: We've all had those. And somewhat more dangerous things, like putting a gun in your mouth. But you put it there, you taste it, it's cold and greasy, your finger is on the trigger, and you find that a whole world lies between this moment and the moment you've been planning, when you'll pull the trigger. That world defeats you. You put the gun back in the drawer. You'll have to find another way.

Susanna Kaysen

Lying, Gun, Girl Interrupted

Susanna Kaysen (2013). “Girl, Interrupted”, p.17, Vintage

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Poetry is a plan for a slit in the face of a bronze fountain goat and the path of fresh drinking water.

Carl Sandburg

Drinking, Water, Goats

Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.317, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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Harry felt winded, as though he had just walked into something heavy. He had last seen those cool gray eyes through slits in a Death Eater’s hood, and last heard that man’s voice jeering in a dark graveyard while Lord Voldemort tortured him. He could not believe that Lucius Malfoy dared look him in the face; he could not believe that he was here, in the Ministry of Magic, or that Cornelius Fudge was talking to him, when Harry had told Fudge mere weeks ago that Malfoy was a Death Eater.

J. K. Rowling

Believe, Eye, Dark

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His wedding gift, clasped round my throat. A choker of rubies, two inches wide, like an extraordinarily precious slit throat.

Angela Carter

Two, Rubies, Chokers

Angela Carter (1997). “Burning your boats: the collected short stories”, Penguin Group USA

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Once at a record store in San Francisco, over a thousand kids showed up. They pushed forward and broke a window. A big piece of glass fell on top of this girl. And the girl's throat was slit. She just got slit. And I remember there was blood everywhere. Oh God, so much blood. And she grabbed her throat and was bleeding and everyone just ignored her. Why? Because I was there and they wanted to grab at me and get my autograph. I wonder whatever happened to that girl.

Michael Jackson

Girl, Kids, Glasses

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Piglet opened the letter box and climbed in. Then, having untied himself, he began to squeeze into the slit, through which in the old days when front doors were front doors, many an unexpected letter than WOL had written to himself, had come slipping.

A. A. Milne

Doors, Piglet, Letters

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Exactly how am I supposed to work in a thank-you in there? Somehow it just won't seem sincere if I'm trying to slit his throat.

Suzanne Collins

Katniss, Trying, Sincere

Suzanne Collins (2009). “The Hunger Games”, p.32, Scholastic Inc.

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That same piercing screech in her voice every time at the hospital. "Do something!" When I slit my wrists. "Help her!" The last time too. "Somebody help her. Help us!" You're helpless, both of you. All of us.

Julie Anne Peters

Voice, Piercings, Lasts

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I feel like I owe him something, and I hate owing people. Maybe if I had thanked him at some point, I'd be feeling less conflicted now. I thought about it a couple of times, but the opportunity never seemed to present itself. And now it never will. Because we're going to be thrown into an arena to fight to the death. Exactly how am I supposed to work in a thank-you in there? Somehow it just won't seem sincere if I'm trying to slit his throat.

Suzanne Collins

Couple, Hate, Fighting

Suzanne Collins (2009). “The Hunger Games”, p.32, Scholastic Inc.

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The circus tent was flowing pale in the rain like a fleshy flower lit from within. It seemed to bloom in the downpour. Drops of rain caught on Rafe's eyelashes, blinding him as the circus light struck them. He groped for the flap, that slit in the fabric that would reveal her to him. She was on the rope again, her skirt flashing with tiny mirrors, hair braided with petals. He looked up at her, dizzy with it, seeing her face framed in the parasol. There were bluish shadows around her eyes.

Francesca Lia Block

Rain, Flower, Eye

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