The desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Ever since childhood, when I found out that the ultimate fate for all humans was death, sheer terror and morbid curiosity had been fighting for supremacy in my mind.
My life is so full of sacrifices.
Death is the great hope of all life; the desire to expend itself; to be used and consumed by its own longing for itself.
I made sacrifices willingly; it was what I did best.
For the people who ostensibly wish me well or are worried about my immortal soul, I say I take it kindly.
The biggest sacrifice to me is to not be in an atmosphere where I can keep writing and moving forward.
The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.
This fear of death infused me with the desire to live, and to live harder.
The greatest desire of my heart was for the Lord to manifest His will concerning me.
I prefer death in Christ Jesus to power over the farthest limits of the earth. He who died in place of us is the one object of my quest. He who rose for our sakes is my one desire.