Life is little more than a loan shark: It exacts a very high rate of interest for the few pleasures it concedes
Life sucks, and then you die.
The reason we love nature is because it's fascinating and we love all the creatures, but if you watch any nature film, there's always a lesson: "the creatures are all dying and life sucks. " The same is true of literature.
Life sucks, but in a beautiful kind of way.
We are living in a world in which we don't give the young enough reason to live. The temper and the lyrics of a lot of punk music and so on is very, life sucks and then you die, sort of theory. I feel life is cheaper and death is more attractive now than it was when I was an adolescent, as I remember. Suicide was a personal pathology when it was committed. There was no society approval of it, like there certainly is in Palestine and some quarters of Iraq.
Life sucks, then you die. Then it sucks again.
When life sucks, throw yourself into art.
I believe pain is nature's way of saying, 'You're still alive, and life sucks. '
I just absolutely go for it when somebody says, "No, you can't have this. " That's why I spent my entire life sucking off straight men. "Okay, so you think you're straight, do you? We'll see about that. "
Any day above ground is a good one.
I've had a lot of people online say they're going to kill me at my shows. A lot of people say they're going to punch me in the face - never happened. It's just people being sad because their life sucks.
I don't do anything. My life sucks.
My life sucks when I’m only half-aware of it. If I quit drinking and saw what it’s really like, I’d probably jump off a bridge.
Life Sucks,get a helmet
If you think your life sucks, it probably does. Do something about it.
Of course it hurts", she grumbled, tipping my head further back. "Life sucks. Get over it
Life sucks order from a sea of disorder.
Hundreds of butts in piles on the ground to mark the spot, their lives sucked out of them by their users in panicked distressed frenzy, their souls floating around the insides of lungs while their outsides were dropped, stamped on and deserted
The chief obstacle to the progress of the human race is the human race.
When life sucks, read. They can't yell at you for that. And if they do, then you can ignore them.
