I have to die. If it is now, well then I die now; if later, then now I will take my lunch, since the hour for lunch has arrived — and dying I will tend to later.

If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.

I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

Do I not live? Badly, I know, but I live.

I've made a decision and now I must face the consequences.

You can't magic yourself out of the situation, you've got to live it as decently and as grimly as you can.

I hope, or I could not live.

I know, but no matter what I choose I have to live with it. Forever. I have to be able to go forward and not look back anymore. Can you understand that?

And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.

I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.

I'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.

Sometimes you have to do something unforgivable just to be able to go on living.

Yo no vivía, y ahora vivo; pero ahora que vivo es cuando siento lo que es morir

My life is now a desperate struggle for survival…with occasional titration.